Wistful Days in the Sun
Summer weather makes me feel so much better.
The sun suckling on my skin,
The ocean salting my eyes.
How I wish time would slow down.
But as seasons change,
Winter begins to fog my brain.
Letting distant thoughts leak into my head.
“Pathetic, Corrupt, Lazy, Selfish, Disgusting, Worthless.”
But summer always comes crawling back.
Letting me know,
The sun will be there to lick my skin,
While the ocean in my eyes,
Drips down my face in tangy waves.
I feel so much better.
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