Unforgiving August

August started with multiple stories,

Of a certain song,

With so much hope and power,

Of good times,

But August turned out,

To be full of unforgiving days and nights,

Full of life lessons and haunts,

Of people who no longer exist,

In this August,

And August ends,

Leaving us tired and exhausted,

And with hope and power,

Making us stronger than we think we already were,

Slipping away,

Silently, unforgivingly.