sunday.
05:33
the mighty sun is up there once again,
bragging its majestic rays.
a bead of sweat trickles down my face,
it has begun.
i am in great need of a gentle breeze,
something that will remove this feeling.
i am not in the pits of hell - no,
but somewhere close.
kids will be on the streets again
teens would be with there friends
having the time of their lives -
singing, hanging out,
engaging into new adventures
and there i am,
stuck in my room
reading
enjoying solitude
writing
pouring my heart out
painting
a page full of a kaleidoscope of colors teeming with great emotions and despair
dreaming
wandering in a world of my own
seeking for a great adventure
oh, summer, i've missed you so.
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