December (Rap Thursday Winner)

My world, it's desolate

My past, I covet it

My sacrosanct sweetheart

Wanna grieve, but I can't start

This loneliness a liar

Setting my world on fire

This situation's dire

Please get this through the wire

God, through heaven, please tell her

Thought she'd live 'til December

That darkness filled disease

Just tell her to come back, please