Seasons - Sometimes Never

I sit all alone

Buried in the wake of what I’ve done

Twisting and turning but can’t escape

I am entangled in my own web

I only seem to long for things when I cannot have them

I look deep inside

Deny the hunger that I find

Pleading and bleeding but can’t obtain

I am forever a malcontent

All the things I long for never cherish once I have them

I call out for summer when my body freezes

I beg for the winter when I begin to melt

I pray for the rebirth as fall comes to take away

I wish it was over as spring is born again

I wish I could accept the hand that has been given to me

Start to take hold, appreciate, and find some stability

But every day I find myself getting bored, wishing for more

Why must I always strive to have the spring when I’m in the fall