Turns his friendly face another way.
Winter’s cool crisp fingers fondling earth,
Her majesty enthroned,
When winter parley promenades,and softly
settles blankets white. Then with wailing
lamenting winds,glides in gleaming
might. Shimmering, dances with
the light. The sun in reverence taking leave.
Turns his friendly face another way. Stands afar
at winter’s solstice,lonely,glinting,gliding.
Winter’s cool crisp fingers fondling earth,in
Her majesty enthroned,sitting,standing
sliding,undisputed queen.Ebbing,fading,fearing spring,dreading
her scepter down.
drank 2 cups of coffee and working on 3rd cup still feel like I am wading through quicksand
depression sucks and distractions keeping busy are not helping why is depression worse in the winter time?
life has a way of crashing down on one and life spinning out of control.
the saying goes when it rains it pours well in life when crap happens it happens all at once!
Ok I haven’t written in quite a while guess i have been so wrapped up in my head
At night I lay in bed tossing and turning
I weep quietly
many tears I do shed
I am shedding tears and keeping company with fears and worries
This is how depression takes over it starts small and it grows from there ,
it creeps in on silent foggy feet
wraps it energy sucking dullness around you like a heavy cloak
it blocks out all the joy it steals all emotions but sadness and loneliness
then comes the weeping and the gray cloudy days one has trouble remembering things and concentrating important tasks
get pushed to the back as the nagging voices of self doubt and negative creep in and ruin your self esteem