Summer Fell
My hands coasting through the breeze Laughing at the world between the trees A blur of colors, an array of life Remind me why I am here, remind me why I try Cruising along yellow lines, that seem to twist like we do Winding roads and sunset skies, tell us why we seem to Forget the little things that always seem to mean the most Minutes like these ones, so perfect, and then again, haunting like a ghost Floating amongst the living, as they glare at our imperfections And we realize that we were right all along, we just got lost in common misconceptions It’s the oranges and the reds and the yellows that bleed into our skin As today creeps behind the horizon, and tomorrow sets in And the yesterdays that seemed to burn, no longer have control The smiles and the laughter that we express now seems to console Us, and make us believe in something more Than the pain and the suffering that we felt before The time keeps adding numbers on to the tally in my mind Counting how many times I get lost in...