December 23rd.

I sleep through the alarms,
I sleep to rid your finger tips.
When I sleep I feel numb.
When I breath, I am numb.
I can't escape.
There is never an impulsive escape.
I washed all mine down the sink.
You are no substitute..
You have no substance.
I'm the best actress.
I make my smile, I make my mask.
I kiss you, I just act.
I think, I feel, you have no idea.
I give you my heart as shield.
With mine around your's,
I take the pain, I take the fall.
I need it for myself.
You don't make me.
You can not break me.
This is my life, my heart.
It was mine from the start..
I am the ghost, in the past.
I can't stop the haunt.
You never stopped the hunt.
I'm the ghost, in your breath.
I'll take it all away.
The beat of your heart,
It was not my song..
This has gone on way too long.
I put my foot down,
But I will not yell.
You will hear, you never listen..
I'm so far away.
I'm cold like December Twenty-Third.