Come and Gone
The season of
Fun
Warmth
Freedom
My friends
Travel
To countries undiscovered
To oceans mystical to man
While I
Sit around
Nothing to do
No life to live
Stuck inside
This miserable jail
Despising when it all
Ends
When I am old
Decrepit
Accomplished nothing
In life
Is this how my life
Ends
Boring and miserable
No adventure
No love
Just me
Empty
Nothing to live for
Is this the end of summer?
With me in a gutter
Waiting
Days...
Weeks...
Years...
For the savior who will never arrive?
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Summer
PoetryThis poem is about how life flies by and how the narrator feels that they have done nothing productive in their life and that when they die they would have accomplished nothing. While the narrator's friends travel, fall in love and live their life t...
