Young children skip stones on the lake.
The boys, they "accidently" fall in.
Mistakes are the best memories made.
Laughter fills the sweet summer air.
On their chubby cheeks
the sun dances
and they breathe in
the lucious smell of springs late blooming flowers.
Summer is finally here.
Handmade Lemonade stands scatter footpaths
and lemon peels litter the street.
Lemonade 5cents
Daisy chains rest on the older girls heads
as they tan in the sun.
And in ten years time, polaroids will fill their walls
Of this beautiful summer
in the town by the lake.

I have collapsed
Beneath your forceful hand
For the last time.
This is it,
The sun has set on you,
On me,
On us.
It's all curving to an end
Just like your dreams
For our future.
You had too high expectations
For the person you thought I was.
I won't ever be that person.
Soon this will all be over
And I won't have to bruise anymore.
What am I supposed to do
When I'm alone, though?
STOP. Stop everything.
I can't let this end.
I can't be alone in this world.
Don't let the sun go down.
Not now.

If symmetry is formed
from disaster

If life is always
ever after

Then why
Dear friend
do you worry still

Why, my friend
have you not had
your fill

Of pain, of stress
of the worlds dismay
All set up
so your mind won't rest

I tell you friend
you need not despair
For life is greater
without fear

Two run
With blades

Through green
Dark haze

Blue moons
Lights blaze

Red stains
One stays

Excommunicated
Only to be exonerated
on this road less traveled

All this knowledge
for what?
No one finds it to be important anyhow
No one cares to know

Where are all the conversationalists
Where has the brilliance gone?