I wish
A gust of wind
Would come

Blow the days
Off the calendar
Til I see you again

August rush
Love, lust
Neither matter
Without trust

My gears are spinning
Starting to rust
My heart heavy
My feet
Draggin dust

What do I need?
Why am I here?
My ship is sinking
With my torrential tears

September will come
As it always does
I applied for school
But never followed up

I ruminate over
The pros and cons
2 more years in school
To maybe
find a better job

No guarantees
Other than more
debt
I reckon
Networking in the real world
Will propel me closer
To goals
Set

I'll put on my Sunday best
Dry my tears
Live without regret

Life's about to put me
Through a gruelling test
I've laced up
Braced myself
With a bulletproof vest

Face the music
The chaotic symphony
When it comes to a close
We'll start a new frequency

Zesty lemons
Will make lemonade
Fire signs
Perfect cell mates

Sinners linger
In the dead
Poetizer society

Mourning a community
Of small scale notoriety

It's more than that
If you know you know
This word vomit of emotions
Used to have a nice
Neat, dysfunctional
place to go

It's just not the same
My inspiration is plummeting
I need dark mode
My ADHD is grumbling

Easy to complain
But I can reach you here
From my pen
To your pen

Sending love,
Light
& fresh lemony air