Seasonal Depression
I apologize perfusely,
seasonal depression creeps in and I become distant.
I use the term existence loosely,
as I slowly retreat and become resistant.
The winter brings a shadow,
and always feeling cold drags me in.
I still go with the flow,
but I feel like there's snow in my skin.
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