I am lost in the summer waves,
Moving through the traffic at a slow pace.
You don't see how tiring it is,
Passing the day in the hot summer breeze.
Every day waking up early, in the morning,
Travelling in a sleepy mind,
It's sure damn annoying.
Crossing the road in so much heat,
It feels like hell in every beat.
Mind blacks out, body goes out of breath,
As if signalling the soul of an upcoming death.
How can I ever be so productive?
While I am going through so much hectic.
But, who would ever understand this?
Everything around is just pathetic.
I need a break from all those things,
Giving me pain in my heart and soul.
The weather is extremely hot and humid,
One that's eating me whole.
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PoetryThis is a book entitled for all my poems to be found in a single point in time.
