• twelve days before christmas
    i was so carefree with you
    eleven days before christmas
    the shopping began
    ten days before christmas
    we put up the tree
    nine days before christmas
    our family came to visit
    eight days before christmas
    we had a huge feast
    seven days before christmas
    you went out on your bike
    six days before christmas
    you turned up missing
    five days before christmas
    i see your blood on the snow
    four days before christmas
    your found in a ditch
    three days before christmas
    you fall into deep sleep
    two days before christmas
    you rush to the emergency room
    the day before christmas
    all of us pray
    the christmas countdown is done
    your lost to us

    is this really a day to celebrate?
    a day to give gifts every year?
    to try and make everyone happy?
    try to give holiday cheer?
    i refuse to listen
    to all of your pleas
    for the man that has gone
    was very dear to me
    he was kind and smart
    better than the rest
    and it was so comfortable
    when he held me to his chest
    this man was not my lover
    no, he was much closer than that
    the man who died on christmas day
    was my own close to heart dad
    happened to me in some of my early years
    just two months after i turned fourteen
    ruined my life for the rest of my life
    hiding in my house, never to be seen
    so next time you celebrate christmas
    exchanging presents with glee
    stop for a minute to remember this poem
    to remember the grief thats still inside me

    cherish your family close to your heart,
    especially around the holidays