Poems For Life

I am not ready for Summer

I'm not ready for summer,

To leave your hands alone.

I'm not ready to watch you,

As I have to turn and go.

Don't make me cry my eyes out,

My heart and soul will cry out with it.

Summer love sounds great,

I've always wanted that.

Why though?

When I finally have a chance,

Do I get it ripped from me,

Like a knife from a baby.

Maybe you could come,

Maybe you could visit.

No matter what,

The pain is there.

It won't be physical,

I can promise that.

It will be mentally though.

I might be in a new town.

A chance to start all over as a new me,

But I only want to start over with you my love.

Why won't those sickly people notice that,

All the pain it brings to my eyes to leave.

Why must they treat me like a dog?

Oh dear,

Wrap me up safely in your arms,

And never let me go.

Don't make me leave,

Let me sob into your chest.

Don't let me fall,

Please I beg.

They're tearing me apart.

From the inside out.

Can you see it in my eyes?

Promise to come rescue me,

Someday at least.

Don't let me rot in the tower.

I don't want to leave.

I am not ready for summer.