Impending death of my beautiful  summer as fall encroaches.  Leaves falling. Bare branches like twisted fingers, dry grass with the bald spots  showing soil -i grin and bear it.   I long for sunshine and rain. Oh summer I grieve and anxiously look forward to seeing you after spring next year.

dare to look into the eyes
of a dreamer
once you do the world changes
pink palm trees and blue suns
old convertibles and black and white films
a song drenched with nostalgia
burning your ears and making you want all of the time you wasted back
but once you look into the eyes of a dreamer
you realize that youth is never really wasted on the young
because the only worry in the world was making your curfew
and making the most out of a Friday night
minds that were as infinite as the ocean on a breezy summer day
barefoot feet as free as the sun above the waves
all that lied ahead was the endless possibilities that the excitement of a night
with the right people could bring
once you look into the eyes of a dreamer
you realize only the young know how to dream

Whether you forget them or black birds come an take them,
Whether you forget or they steal it away,
The dreams that kept you going,
Singing and not knowing,
The sun that's always glowing,
And the light of day,
You better forget them or they will fly away.

I say I like it.
Being mad.
Tried to be normal once, didn't go well.
It's the answer.
To all of you.
Nothing helped me, Noone helped me,
No support or understanding.
I've gone insane and I am a better person for it.
What's stopping you?