S.A.D
Wipers wipe away the rain
But, on my face the tears remain
A sad song on the radio
As the rain slowly turns to snow
It’s cold outside just like my heart
I cry more as I fall apart
Lose grip on reality
Lose grip on the real me
Will I find myself again?
When the sun shines through the rain
Or have I come too far to find
My once strong and healthy mind
Until then I will never know
Just keep driving through the snow
Hoping it leads somewhere light
Where everything will be all right
Copyright © Wendy Reddall | Year Posted 2006
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