Madness is seasonal to elephants I've heard .

I think it's seasonal for humans too. 

Around this season,  I  feel quite out of place.

 out of my head.

Like my mind comes and sits in my heart for a while.

And my heart can't really think straight. 

And all I can do is cry every three hours.

And everything overwhelms me .

And I hate that I can't do anything about it. 

And I'm frustrated as you are at my incompetence. 

And my mind wants to tell my heart 

That my hearts not in the right place. 

Now, isn't that a lot of internal conflict. 

I smirk at my lame joke as I push my heart out of it's mediastinum .