Lemonade storm
I wish
A gust of wind
Would come
Blow the days
Off the calendar
Til I see you again
August rush
Love, lust
Neither matter
Without trust
My gears are spinning
Starting to rust
My heart heavy
My feet
Draggin dust
What do I need?
Why am I here?
My ship is sinking
With my torrential tears
September will come
As it always does
I applied for school
But never followed up
I ruminate over
The pros and cons
2 more years in school
To maybe
find a better job
No guarantees
Other than more
debt
I reckon
Networking in the real world
Will propel me closer
To goals
Set
I'll put on my Sunday best
Dry my tears
Live without regret
Life's about to put me
Through a gruelling test
I've laced up
Braced myself
With a bulletproof vest
Face the music
The chaotic symphony
When it comes to a close
We'll start a new frequency
Zesty lemons
Will make lemonade
Fire signs
Perfect cell mates
Sinners linger
In the dead
Poetizer society
Mourning a community
Of small scale notoriety
It's more than that
If you know you know
This word vomit of emotions
Used to have a nice
Neat, dysfunctional
place to go
It's just not the same
My inspiration is plummeting
I need dark mode
My ADHD is grumbling
Easy to complain
But I can reach you here
From my pen
To your pen
Sending love,
Light
& fresh lemony air
A gust of wind
Would come
Blow the days
Off the calendar
Til I see you again
August rush
Love, lust
Neither matter
Without trust
My gears are spinning
Starting to rust
My heart heavy
My feet
Draggin dust
What do I need?
Why am I here?
My ship is sinking
With my torrential tears
September will come
As it always does
I applied for school
But never followed up
I ruminate over
The pros and cons
2 more years in school
To maybe
find a better job
No guarantees
Other than more
debt
I reckon
Networking in the real world
Will propel me closer
To goals
Set
I'll put on my Sunday best
Dry my tears
Live without regret
Life's about to put me
Through a gruelling test
I've laced up
Braced myself
With a bulletproof vest
Face the music
The chaotic symphony
When it comes to a close
We'll start a new frequency
Zesty lemons
Will make lemonade
Fire signs
Perfect cell mates
Sinners linger
In the dead
Poetizer society
Mourning a community
Of small scale notoriety
It's more than that
If you know you know
This word vomit of emotions
Used to have a nice
Neat, dysfunctional
place to go
It's just not the same
My inspiration is plummeting
I need dark mode
My ADHD is grumbling
Easy to complain
But I can reach you here
From my pen
To your pen
Sending love,
Light
& fresh lemony air