The Virus

THE VIRUS

I wake up drenched in

cold sweat

I shiver uncontrollably, yet my skin is on fire

I search the room for clues

of why I feel this inescapable pain

Used tissues, a blinking thermometer, a t.v playing Home Alone

Where am I? What's happening?

Oh right, I'm sick

I swallow accidentally & my throat goes up in flames

I'm parched

I'm famished

Irritated, uncomforatable

My head is pounding in rhythm

Ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum

Little demons dancing on my delicate brain

I can't think

I can't breathe

My brain is going to explode

Being sick sucks

Thank you