The illusion of Summer

The summer has started

The worries of the world have seemed to end

Washed away by the oceans tide

Blown afar by the summer breeze

But lurking in the shadows

At the very edge of my mind

Winter claws it’s way back

With the worries of the world on its shoulders

For My Country

Brief sense of freedom

The world seems to be quiet

Chaos will ensue

A Sea Between Us

That time comes once again

That shatters the dream we have been in

That lets the vines of our daily lives pull us back into place

That make the clock tick normal again

That opens the hole where my heart had been

That makes me long for your touch evermore

That time comes once again

That brings us together

The Stages of Slug Denial

What even is a slug?

is it even a bug?

When I drop it in salt

It begins to malt

They tell me to halt

but is it even my fault?

What is a slug?

It cant be a bug

But they call me a thug

When I dip it in salt

ITS NOT MY FAULT!

What is a slug?

It’s not a bug