Alone I sit by a cold Christmas tree
No children, no family to look up and see
They went away like all of my peace
Stolen like warmth as summer leaves me

Afraid of where I seem to be
Beneath the weeping willows leaves
Now I lie alone and weep
Beneath a sad, lonely tree

Mostly I cry myself off to sleep
I sing sad songs with that weeping willow tree
Singing sad songs with whispering leaves
The Willow weeps while I sit here and sing

It sings while I hold on to my sanity
Something I lost deep in the sea
Where God forsake any promise to keep
A place where no one will ever find me
Because no one sees the rage inside I seep

I am lost, not found and never will be
The devil is my friend, so sad to see
So much regret, so much defeat
Who can hear my voice when I can't speak?
And no one will listen, no one will keep
I'm just a fragment of my insanity
It's hard to look when I don't want to see

Silence is the only sound I want to hear
A silent cry with a silent tear
I will show you my soul but beware
If you make it inside, you should be scared
Don't see the attic, it's always winter up here
It's dark and so cold, I don't even go there

I know better, I know what is clear
The keys to my cage are locked up somewhere
My mind is scary, walk in with care
Don't lose yourself or you'll be stuck with my fear
Only I found my way out of this broken mirror
Stuck so deep in a dungeonI that won't disappear
With the eyes of a child and the burden of fear
Walking in places of destruction and terror
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© Michelle Davies