i wish it was snowing

like most, i struggle to keep mentally sane during this period of isolation. My father works in a lab that makes the covid-19 test kits and vaccinations. he has been working non stop, he doesn’t have time to be sick. if he were to get sick, production for these essential tools would not get made. so my family has to especially stay home for the well being of everyone else. this has forced me to reflect on a lot. i wrote this a bit ago and wanted to share and hopefully bring comfort to those who feel the same way

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i wish it was snowing,

maybe because the cold and ice remind me of the way i blankly stare at the same white walls and white blankets on my seat or maybe because the cold would encourage and normalize my constant need to lay in bed and suffocate myself with my pillow

i wish it was snowing,

then we all would be inside anyway and not tempted by with the suns blonde locks of shiny hair and mystical smile that seduces me at night

i wish it was snowing,

so when the moon rises at 5pm i can be swallowed with the darkness of my room and pretend i’m at the bottom of the ocean, alone, starving for air

i wish it was snowing,

so we would know that the ice keeps us jailed inside our homes ;freezing the door knobs to the outdoors and locking me in my tower

it wouldn’t be our fault if it was just snowing

we would see an end in april if it was just snowing