Wake me up when the rain ends.

How can the rain, the cold, the weather affect me like this. Like a punch in the face I'm down on the ground. Trying to catch my breath. Regain my composure. Where am I? What am I doing? Why has turned from positive to negative almost overnight? I can see difference as black and white. It's so obvious. I don't know what to do. I'm done. My thoughts dead end. My hope is gone. And imagination went with the sun. I am left with nothing. Again. I want to cry. No, I want to get up, move on, get past this. But I don't how. Last week I might have been able to think of something, but now I have no clue. I am standing in an empty room. Standing alone. Where did it all go? Where is my happy summer? Is that it? Is anyone there?