Your Time
May 16,2019 @12:07am
Life feels like the winter sky
A vast spread of darkness with a few shining lights
The lights twinkle and fade
As night turns into day
Where the sun beats down on your skin
And the wind scratches your cheeks
The cold weather seeps deep into your bones
Eventually winter will turn to spring
When the mosquitoes come out to eat and the birds begin to screech
The scent of blossoms overwhelms your nose
The water-leaden clouds rain on your parade
And then the season turns to summer
Where the sun could not beat down hotter
And your skin feels like it's melting off
You can't find a thin enough top
You may be out of school finally
But it's time to get a job and start adulting
Fun? What's that? Think about your tuition money
Then fall comes and it's back to school
Back to times of late nights and crying
Crying yourself to sleep, over your textbooks, during class
You constantly feel like you can shatter like glass
And you know this isn't the end, the cycle repeats over and over and over again
Until you reach the end
Of your time.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryFor a lot of people, art is a way to relieve stress, to dump thoughts so they don't swirl around your mind like a torrent of negativity. Poetry/ writing lyrics, though I may not be great at it, is my way of doing a little "self-therapy" I guess you...
