Too much or too little

Too much or too little.
Could a bit of a breather,
calm down, sit
next to this.

Night and day they pass through
along the same path.
all my thoughts
close the circle.

I'll sleep for a moment
this winter sleep,
and when I finally wake up.
The entire kingdom is
full of white cotton candy,
the soft snow.

you would a broken
heart over the winter
spring. yes
I'll be fine on my own,
but when we
my heart, and I
to fall into hibernation.