In somber days he trusts

Sometime in the month of August

An unbearable weight fell upon his shoulders

He discovered that the days would get colder

As well as the fact that he got older.

The world was too big to notice him at all

Suppose he could merely sit around and wait for the fall

But sometime in the month of August he would get a call.

In an uncomfortable world he searched and sought for some type of comfort,

In a world that was quite unsearchable he searched for something to search for.

It was in the month of September when the unbearable weight became so much more,

In this month, the heavy feeling inside of his chest became a bit harder to ignore,

And so he was forced to think about just who or what exactly he was waiting for.