Waking up to the smell of summer
Though it's late fall we arrived
In the morning after the blood had stained the floor we waited for hours
We had lost it all
The test had shown what I already knew
Death had come for a visit late last night
Where are all the answers when everything is wrong?
No one has the answers when everything is gone
I hate the smell of summer though it's late fall
We leave as the sun sets
The car is hot but I am cold