Spring is finished.
Summer fades.
Fall has died.
Winter now takes center stage.
This life is my December,
This day that I lose you.
I dress in dark to honor,
Though you believed in color.
Nothing was black and white
While you breathed.
Walls were broken,
Sense was sharpened,
Truth was made a fool.
My eyes were open,
My soul set free.
Now I’m lost,
Alone without you,
And it seems like there
Is one truth in this
World of lies.
Death.
Cannot be conquered.
Cannot be overcome.
Death is here to stay.
This is my December,
This day that I lose you.
I will cry for you
But laugh to remember you.
I will live your life
And speak your words.
There is no truth.
There is no wall.
There is no shame.
This life is a December
Death will set us free.
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Submission Name: December
