Written last winter. Winter is the most depressing season for me. I get cold and can not warm up.
Rips through the skin, straight to the bone
gnawing and tearing at the joints
grinding, Delighting in my agony.
Surrounded by others who don’t seem to know how it feels
……to me
Makes my spine hurt and I cant stop shaking
I am told it will pass, I don’t believe them,
everyday is harder than the last.
How much longer must I endure?
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