The Smell of Summer

Waking up to the smell of summer though its 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 all ready 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 its late fall

We leaving as the sun sets

The car is hot but I am cold