Lonely Summer
 

Here you are, back again
Like an old friend
That I never want to see
But will always be there, in the end
I want you gone, never come back to me
You bring me pain
Go away, don’t you understand?
All this suffering, and nothing to gain
My tool of relief, in my hand
What to do? What to do?
Call for help? But no one cares
The only one there for me is you
Your devotion is undaunted, unlike theirs
I sit alone, pondering, wondering, growing number
All the while, they laugh and smile
As I endure my lonely summer

Re: Lonely Summer
 

This is lovely. There's a good deal of emotion in it - definitely post more in the future if you'd feel comfortable doing so. :) hope to see you around!

Re: Lonely Summer
 

Summers are a strange, lonely time for me as well. Popular opinion tends to attribute that to winter, and describe summer as a time of fun and companionship instead. I like it when our smaller voice gets a say, too.

I think there is something to be learned from every experience of suffering. Perhaps not in the present moment, but eventually. What doesn't kill us will always make us stronger. No tears are ever shed in vain.

Keep writing, looking forward to seeing more of you around here. :)