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Winter Depression

Poetry By: Ava Rosien

Tags: Lack, Of, Sun, Depression

This is the time of year when I battle depression. It will go away, it always does. But for now, it comes to visit me again.

Submitted:Nov 11, 2012    Reads: 306    Comments: 9    Likes: 5   

Depression's come to reminisce;

speaking in low whispered hiss.

Sullen eyes; he's dressed in black;

Runs cold fingers down my back.


Spewing lies I've heard before;

convincing mind to listen more.

Take to my bed; for days I sleep;

dark lover's arms; my soul keep.


Sings woeful song into myears;

takesdelight in my sad tears.

knows this season lays me low;

he comes, with sorrow to bestow.


I will not breathe fresh air till spring;

When light returns like golden ring.

The sun will evict unwanted guest;

Who steals smile; and gives unrest.


Till winter's gone with skies so gray;

I fear his taunting will with me stay.

Memories of spring time I will hold;

Dreams of warmth instead of cold.


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