Winter shadows

Ah, those days when you can't escape darkness.

Winter shadows

Winter shadows are crawling slowly inside my veins, making my heart heavy, full of memories of pain. Why do I have to carry so much heaviness, hidden between the corners of this vessel of mine? I can see the beauty of this world but all exists behind this foggy veil troubling my mind. The reality around is far away as an echo, while my fragile being struggle to survive. Tears flow, in an attempt to wash away this nausea of living but it's nothing but a temporary relief. I'm frozen. Barely alive. Full of grief.

2019

Reviews

[Shandra Sun]

Did I told you it was about the weather? Well, if you are unable to sense the many levels of meaning from certain words, perhaps I would suggest another occupation than writting (or reading) poetry. By the way, I'm having all the help I need. Thank you for your concern.

[John the Baptist]

This isn't about the weather, it's about depression. Many of the the words describe the crippling negative
feelings of the disease. Please get help.