Summer has begun The sun beckons at the window Barricaded by drawn curtains Ceasing its light to grace the room. The breath of enjoyment and adventure Is recycled through the air conditioner Stripping the seasons air of its warmth Leaving this room void of summers embrace An embrace I'm in such dire need of.
So many summers wasted being locked in a room, unable to get out of bed. Atleast thats what seasonal affective disorder makes it feel like.