You must not leave at Christmas,
With your birthday but days away.
Another overdose, Nancy-
Still comatose you lay.
.
This may be it, my sister,
There is nothing else to try-
Is this what you wanted, Nancy?
Is your ultimate high to die?
.
I cannot help you, Nancy,
Though so long I tried.
I should be numb to it by now,
Sobriety's lost hope belied.
.
A respirator breathes for you-
I dread to know how this will end,
For even if you do pull through,
What will become of you then?
.
I have two gifts for you, Nancy,
You love these December days so,
You need to live to open them,
No, Nancy- Nancy, please don't go!
