Back to Summer

...these next thoughts
I write down to you
ripped up heart ache
buried through and through...

whats to come
more scars to be
nights of black agony
mazes of days to a mesmerizing gaze

teenage years of broken trust
nights of learning how to lust
shooting up, loosing focus
red eyes, coma, throwing up

exit door lost in stare
where to loose it
who will dare
mindless matter under up
coming down, coma truck

heat wave burning
sweating and murmuring
looking for a cloudy door
nothing but a music store

teenage years of broken trust
nights of learning how to lust
shooting up, loosing focus
red eyes, coma, throwing up