I'm sick,
Feeling ill,
Emotionless,
Yet crying.
Twisting and turning in bed,
Lights out,
Blankets over me,
Pillows all plushy.
Footsteps,
Whispers on the background,
Yet yells in my mind,
Feeling like dying.
My cat,
Purring softly,
Laying next to me,
Keeping me company.
After hours,
Finally sleeping,
Eyes closed and arms spread wide,
As if I'm flying.
After waking up,
Repeating the system,
Until I feel better,
In a day or three.
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