Springtime Madness

Spring Madness By: Sami LaRose 5/06/13 What is life without a mother Mother Nature that is. She hangs in the abyss And people often forget who she is; Outside my feet take me to wonder They walk for what seems like forever Maybe my soul thinks it will make my head feel better I can hear my heart beat in my ear (It beats loud and clear) Thumb, thumb, thumb It makes me want to run away Not from my fears but from the tears; The tears that get brought on from the thought of you. It is old and it is blue It is absolutely nothing new Like a cycle, We are endless But I'm sick of you making me wish, that I did not exist. So I'll put an end to the cycle by myself And throw this old story book upon the shelf There it will collect dust and nothing more For our story, has become a bore.