Outside my window, dull light peers through bringing with it a solemn feeling, cold and still an ache deep within, to escape to faraway places filled with the warmth of the sun, warming me to my bones awakening my soul, like an old candle finally lit a burning, a yearning to brighten this room casting whimsical shadows on the walls, stories to tell all of worries turned into hopes, learn to cope anyways move on with the day, skip along to the song playing playfully in my heart, dancing like a child alone in her room, singing into her brush hair in a tangled mess, I must confess the music caressed, moving me to a rhythm only my soul knows blind to the outside world, on the other side of my window.
When the winter blues kicks in at full, all you have to do to cope is let the inner child out