Its Christmas eve and I'm as sad as ever. Nothing makes sense to me tonight. I struggle with loneliness, with loveless lovers who fight me for more than the covers. I'd like to turn and walk away from all of it. I'd still have myself, lost. I'd still crawl than walk proud. I'm not as strong as before. I've been made weak by poison And tyranny overtook my mind. I fail to Keep the love I find. It soars up but then I fight and push away, as though I am pulled by the tied. Never stopping never resting never collapsing into love again. Although I try, I cry and over again I ask why. Not yet set free my heart breaks and bleeds and wishes for rest in the arms of someone who will love me tomorrow.