A/N: I think that I'm catching the same muse that broncobabe has. This is so out of character of me, first, it rhymes and second it's BJ/Hawkeye. I know, weird.

Day before Christmas

Far away from home

Can't lick this feeling

Of being alone.

"Friends" converse with me

It's taking a toll

Why do I come here?

Cheap gin cakes my soul.

Stumble to the Swamp

Candles are ablaze

Fire shows in your eyes

Need help out of haze.

Drowning in the still

Try to pull me out

But I pull you in

We smim, without doubt.