Den

I tried to hide

And hibernate.

Beneath covers and shivers

Of verglas vapidness.

Wishing this seasonal depression

Was just a dream I can awaken from.

But when the tears start to freeze

And you see your breath as smoke,

Just remember

These feelings are valid.

These feelings are vernal.

So embrace them

For they are still you,

Just exposed to the elements

Vulnerable

Raw

Natural

This lassitude of living won’t last.

And once you’ve taken the time to rest,

You can head out into the sun

Into the Spring.