Black Christmas

Death of those close
It happens every year
You wish it’s not true
Or that there was something you could do

You think you could have done something
You feel like you could have saved them
You wish that things were different
And that something would have changed

You wish that they could have stayed
But you know that it was there time

You know you feel selfish
But for once you wish you could

Times have changed
People have gone
And they aren’t coming back
You realize that this isn’t some nice little pack

Death of those close
It happens every year
You wish it’s not true
Or that there was something you could do