A blue kind of sadness, willy-nilly
Long and dreary––silly, really––
Headaches, mistakes, examinations
Feeling like your brain's been laminated
Flat and shapeless? No, just misshapen
You must be mistaken when you say that I'm
Off, strange, odd, not myself, no, I'm
Fine and okay, in almost every way
I'm not numb, just encumbered
Just discolored with the absence of colors
But this is to the winter blues:
Your long, cold days are numbered.
I've felt really frustrated and lacking energy lately and realized that the winter blues are getting me down. We've had snow since October here, so the winter feels like it's lasted forever. It doesn't help that it's -26º Celcius (-15º F) outside today.
(What's summer, again?)
So, I decided to cheer myself up by writing a silly, rhyming poem about my blues. It's worked so far! ^-^
Hope everything is all right with everyone else! Have a wonderful day, and don't let life get you down!! :D Much love from Seraphina
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These Insufficient Words
PoetryPoetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. -Robert Frost This is my own collection of thoughts. My own stories, through the deepest sorrow and highest peaks of happiness I've had in my rather brief life, and s...