I Am Sorry I Forgot

So many demons
with so many cunning ways.
Desolation when i wake up,
and a little more while I drift into sleep.
the summer,
and its subtle ways of telling me
that i am not welcome.
i cant recall who i was
before all of this.
but,
as it goes;
ill tighten some screws
as i get
ready for the night
to take me away.
and as for you,
listen to the heart,
tell your self your not dreaming,
and understand that nothing else matters.
I am living the life.
and there are so many worse places
to be stuck in.
and sadly;
I will certainly forget most of this.
5/26/07