As the month of February draws to a close, I look back on how dismal a month it's been for me. Now, February is typically my least favorite month of the year, Meteorologically speaking, But personal problems almost always find a way To add insult to injury during this Stunted funked up month.
The perpetual cloud cover matches My mind, As the pleasant and unpleasant coil, Intertwined. The inquisitive, favorable nature I bear Seems to pack up and vanish as if into thin air.