365 Days Of Our Lives

January is the beginning
When everything feels alright
But February devestates
With lusted after lies
And March rushes in to melt
All the secrets buried under Winter snow
April strips the skin from peril
And showcases sadness' bones
May pours heat from the clouds
Plastic joy glistening
Sweat dripping from the pores
Of flesh craving sin
June ends the school year and brings a sort of relief
Then lack of rules and regulations
Tend to break my belief
July is full of swimming pools
The placid waves
Softly sound
Tempting me to stick one toe in
And chance it that I'd drown
August ends the momentary
Joy of summer moons
And gives way to sharpened pencils
And cannabis in the breeze way bathroom
September brings about broken things
And ugly truths that only come out at night
A single night of shared skin
Produced a belly full of life
October brings about the reaper
Harvesting souls slight
Pulling me down into a dark place
Where evil shows another side
November brings about bowls
of empty thankfulness
A family gathered arguing over dinner knives
And feigning gratefulness
December freezes over the pain
Buries it behind the coming year's promised light
Leaving January
With hope again
That this time around
Things might be alright