Summer Dream

With a new surge of memories,
My eyes glaze over.
Every outline, every shape,
Every smell and sound that touched me
In my summer dream.
The rocks under my feet,
the salamander streams,
the smoke that touched our lungs,
and rolled off the roof into the clouds.
Toxins fogged my thoughts
But I was never at a loss for words.
They were my world, you see.
The clocks began to age,
And hours turned to days,
I remained in a different daze.
I'd watch the leaves burn out,
And sure as hell I'd scream for them.
Come back and touch my skin,
Tell me everything within
Was I war with myself I'd overcome
Well now I'm here to tell you,
That god-forsaken war
Is still very much alive.
Alive in my fucking mind,
I'm losing my fucking mind.
And all the dry promises
You fed to my eager ears
Have gone to shit, now darlings
I have burned for long enough,
I'd love to hear from you.
Well, tell me it was nothing more
Than a mere reverie
Sweet whisperings I took in store,
How much did you expect from me?
And that these acidic veins
You've supplied me with
Now run venomous
With debris of all the drugs you gave to me.
And now, oh, now,
You expect me to shake it off,
Leave behind the drops of thoughts
Reflecting you.
Family, I'm waiting here
For you to dry away the water war,
Like you always swore.
I'm not sure how cold it is,
But I sure know how warm I was
With summer's glow.
And you, my friends,
I'll wait for you by our sanctuary,
Hurry here, you mustn't tarry.
I just might jump and never sing again.
♠ ♠ ♠
A more personal poem about some of the experiences I had with people whom I thought were going to be friends for a lifetime but in the end turned out to be a summer fling. It's hard coping with seeing them everyday, like being separated from your family and being forced to live without them. So here you go, maybe you can relate, maybe not.