Shivers

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Just a bad case of the shivers

My body shaking for a second.

Growing colder

I am always cold nowadays.

Even when warm

I shake.

No real explanation

Just moments of confusion

My eyes sometimes cloudy when it happens.

Nothing ever overspills.

Just staying in its chamber.

Unwilling to spill

I inhale.

Hoping I heat up.

Rubbing my hands

A tint of red coloring them.

Nothing.

They come without fail.

Reminding my body of its pain

A pain I cannot decipher.

Fail to notice as it worsens.

Only paying attention when

I cease to function.

Staring

Breathing

No thoughts

Sudden cold

Sadness

Unwanted

Unwelcomed

I sit trying to process.

My mind stopping its cycle.

Rendering me useless

People speaking

Yet I hear nothing.

My eyes grow heavy.

A sudden urge to lay down.

A want

A need

To just rest

Forcing my body forward through the pain

Tired

broken

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