Ily-Morrigan
i'm sick.
with a cold i can't shake,
a headache that just aches,
and a cough that tortures my breath.
i'm sick.
chills are running down my back,
my fever warms my skin,
and the buzz of my brain hasn't fade.
i'm sick.
of the world i live in,
of the pressure we all face,
and of the way people treat each other.
i'm sick.
and tired.
i think i'll take a break.
i think i'll take a sick day.
~ sick days