Writer's Share
Sweet Summer Time
Time flies while we whisper innocent lies to dilute the truth of consequence.
They were calm and wild, carefree and reckless.
A youth of folly and madness with no hint of specific direction.
The folly and madness, so often spoken of in the harshest of tones to send a flashing warning to those embarking on this path.
Well aware of the consequences to come,
the two held their positions and welcomed it all,
all for the sake of what was existing now.
Living for passion in a world of madness,
keep whispering little white lies to remain calm.
But what is really worse;
living in the moment or what is to come?
They were calm and wild, carefree and reckless.
A youth of folly and madness with no hint of specific direction.
The folly and madness, so often spoken of in the harshest of tones to send a flashing warning to those embarking on this path.
Well aware of the consequences to come,
the two held their positions and welcomed it all,
all for the sake of what was existing now.
Living for passion in a world of madness,
keep whispering little white lies to remain calm.
But what is really worse;
living in the moment or what is to come?