An Emotional Winter

Wrote this over two years ago.... found it today. Ironic much, that half of the imagery in these lines represents a desirable state in the blistering heat of Summer. Be assured, it makes more sense in the winter. :)
Winter days in depression.... 

The sunbeams pass me by;
The wind skips around me.
The rain leaves me dry,
But the fog always surrounds me!

The colors fade from flowers;
And bird song turns melancholy.
The trees cast menacing shadows;
Shadows that imprison me!

Laughter tires me out,
And tears exhaust me so!
Actions and words, both need strength;
A strength I do not know.

Sometimes - for a minute - the fogs part
And I think I shall be set free.
But just when escape seems within my grasp,
My prison re-forms around me.

.... And here I know I must add
Some words of faith, a whisper of hope;
That I should mention that shining beacon
that guides me back to joyful home........

But if truth be told there is naught
But a glimmering sporadic starlight;
That makes me want to keep on trying -
But never pierces the exhausting night.