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Colder than August

By Timekeeper, Cary, NC

As of late, I’ve been struggling to stay afloat
I notice I’m the loneliest one awake, I note this
Particularly when I stay up late on weekday nights
Wondering when I’ll feel anything resembling right
Wandering familiar ground in this rotten memory of mine
And I ask myself who in their right mind would mind
If I kept these thoughts to myself as I continue my search
I’m practically expecting a reward I don’t think I deserve
A cure to this disease, this lonely human condition
Under the weight of my ambition, this tradition of sedition
And cynical wordplay is the worst way for me to say
Everything I’ve thought about everything, I’ve thought it out
I’ll save it for when you thaw out that frozen tundra heart

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