WELL-DONE—BUT TIME FOR A SUN LAMP, QUICKLY!
Winters pushes the world into deep slumber. The cold, hard ground, and lifeless trees yearn for the sun. The nights are long, the numbness strong and I stare into starless sky, lost in melancholia and withered hope. The regrets are deep, the silent cries piercing the soulless night.
My glistening pearls embark light to this dark, dark night. I embrace the gloominess and choose my side!