Feelings like the seasons,
Emotions come and go.
Thoughts race as the world changes.
Fall; colorful, cold and dark
thoughts get darker,
shivering in the night.
Depression makes it's home
in the midst of my mind.
The colorful thoughts,
the cheerful memories,
all start to fall,
floating down to the ground,
soon to be forgot,
leaving me bare and exposed
to the chill of anger and hate.
Mad at myself,
reasons for living quickly become meaningless.
Winter approaches as flakes start to arrive,
gently covering the ground before you notice.
Silence,
thick as the snow,
covers my thoughts.
Unable to speak,
the darkness grows.
Holiday spirit comes and goes,
filling the world around me,
passing over my hole in the snow.
Ice comes next,
a blanket of glass,
too slippery to stant,
I can't help but fall,
cracking the willingness to try again,
until one day it unexpectadly shatters
letting out the hope within.
Nothing left but laying on my back,
hopeless,
helpless,
paralyzed by the weight of despair
Spring comes slowly,
the sun lazily slides into view,
warming my heart for an instant.
Happiness and joy return,
acting like long lost friends.
Spring rain washes away the despair,
filling me with new hope.
The renewal is short-lived,
as the sun goes down, the cold returns.
Spring lasted only a day,
summer is ever absent.
As the cold gets worse,
the leaves change color,
and the cycle is started anew. |
Submission Name: Three Seasons
