My favorite season is mid/late fall-
and the different colours of the leaves
shine bright to me.
When the snowflakes start falling down-
it's like everything gets colder. Darker.
Not as happy and cheerful
as it was before.
The temperature actually drops, and
every-time you say a word
you have needles running down your throat.
That's kind of like depression.
When you change from having several
moods- happy, angry, sad, and all
the different colours- to just having the one.
The sad, the white, the numbness,
Like when you open the door-
ready to head out for the day-
and that first chill hits you and
stays for a moment
before you get used to it.
Except this doesn't last for a moment.
It's an endless snow fall.
because you think that
you're never going to get out of it.
But you do get through the first snow fall.
Then there's always the second one.
There's always the third one.
It keeps going and going
and with each snow fall, it keeps getting deeper.
It keeps getting colder, until
everything ices over. The roads, the houses,
everything you see and hear is covered in ice and snow.
But when you're in depression-
you're the one that's covered in snow.
You're the one that's covered in ice.
you think you're on the inside
watching it snow. You think
everything else isn't as happy as it used to be,
or as fun as it used to be.
But in reality- it's you.