teenage hope
that slowly dies
replaced by sorrow
as high school dreams
whither
to reality

it’s fading away
evaporating
barely remembered
like a morning dream
you me us together forever
it wasn't meant to be

remember the summer days
the smell of fresh cut grass
the song and chir
of birds and grasshoppers
sitting under a tree
watching clouds roll by
dreaming of tomorrow
of kissing Betty or Veronica

you see it coming
but can do nothing
but rage and cry
get on your knees
praying to Him
as He slowly
lets you die

the best has past
your youth long gone
you savor, remember
your first communion
a touch, a kiss
so innocent, exhilarating
never to be forgotten

in a foreign land
i lose myself
forgetting who i was
not remembering my name
slowly accepting new ways
loving you
going native

at the bottom of brandy bottle
my inkwell dry
quill worn
parchment filled
i’ve run out of words
thought
ideas
there’s nothing left to say
i have to go deeper
darker
afraid of what i’ll see
frighten of the communion
weary of the price
i’ll have to pay