Burn December

December screams at my cold hands
A trace of autum in the yard
Where I raked the leaves
Leaving the ground scarred

A walk to school in the chilled breath of cold
Study my studies that I'll never use in real life
And the bell rings
All those cold, pale faces crowding the halls
Pushing and pulling at my mind and clothes

Final bell and I walk off the campus
Back to a home where I am invisible by day and nonexistent at night
I close the door to my haven and turn on the light
But it doesn't negate the darkness inside
I speak out of kindness
And slanders are fed to my soul
I sleep but don't dream at all

My mind is on the brink of insanity
I cry and my tears are handed back to me
I want to escape so crack open a book
Words flow like my hair in the wind
Book after book but my heart won't mend
I listen to her harsh language
The tingling in my chest after each syllable is said

So I take my razor and see the calming red
A choice that leaves me scarred
I light the match to my cold heart
And December isn't so cold
December never felt my hurt...

Burn December burn