seasonal affective disorder
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Oh how greatly I hate the winter days
So long, and cold, and void of all ardor
It makes me feel so numb, so very dazed
My feelings in disarray and disorder
Light
Living in my skin
When daylight reaches past 8
And arises before 7
An axe splits open my shell
A familiar coffin of cobwebs
Autumn
Is the season of fireworks in the trees
The tea time that never trully ends
Carpets of color layering the sidewalks
And plastic pumpkins by the door
Scarves and fleeces and boots
Dear SAD,
Unwelcome friend, we meet again,
“Longtime no see”………….but not nearly long enough, believe me.
In fact, I really wouldn’t mind if you didn’t come around anymore.
I am the girl who never seemed to be alone in the halls
I am the stranger with the goofy smile that you remember in your freshman class
