For some unknown reason I would "change" with each season... In the winter, I'd feel so elated! Like a shot of adrenaline Wanting to run without giving in But the angst with it all I just hated. Like it taunted me, haunted me No rhyme nor reason... It just was a season Some drug. Spring-time was weird... Like a time to "get geared" For some "up-coming" something unknown Flowers would bloom I could hear from my room All the birds that would sing But to me they were sounds Of insanity. Summer-time was great Even though I so hate The burn and the sting of the sun... Frying my skin so that I could "fit in" But the lake was real fine Swimming sometimes till nine! School was out too No homework to do! Fall made more sense Cooler air, much less tense And you knew that Christmas was near!! But for me, it was catch 22 for I knew That my father would would gulp down the beer. And make yet another "magical" holiday suck... But I learned to say, "what the f@#K"... So anyway what I am trying to say Isn't worth much of time nor heed... Just typing away cause at least for today THERE AINT NOTHING HERE FOR ME TO READ!!!:) :) :) Where is everyone?Birth sign: Pisces
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