Well, you may have guessed by the title that I'm sick.
I hate being sick.
The only thing worse than being sick is not being able to walk while being sick.
I can't walk either.
It sucks, really badly.
As in, I'm sooo bored. And I can't talk. Or walk. So, never mock sickness people! It is TERRIBLE!!!!!
So, to my sickness I was inspired to write a poem, and as I have not said anything on this for a fair while... I figured you may all think I was dead, not that I'm too far off it. Anyway, onto the poetry!
A Sonnet to Sickness
When in my life things are going too well,
My dear friend sickness must interfere.
Alike the call of Death I hear your bell,
The fever, tiredness, nausea nears.
Closer and closer it stalks to its prey,
Savoring the moment of victory.
Through the immune system it finds its way,
And gloats over me in twisted glory.
It inflicts such pain, such disease, such grief,
Never again shall I gain a night's rest,
"Weaker the less time they sleep,"is its belief,
And of good tactics it must be the best.
Alas, illness, please leave me to be!
Not once again shall you take hold of me!
Hmm, not brilliant, but is it any better than the Path Through the Trees poetry? I really hope it is.
Yep, quite amusing, surely you can enjoy reading books while being sick though... that is the only good thing about it.
ReplyDeleteHmm, glad you find my suffering a source of amusement. Although, the idea of books is true. I mean, in this past week I've got to re-read the entire Sophie series(13) the Lily books(14) the Lucy novels(4) the Lord of the Ring+the Hobbit+ the Silmarillion(5) The Gorgie Tanner Trilogy(3) and I've now read the Alex Rider books. That makes a fair bit of reading.
DeleteAlthough, it wasn't great when my reading is interrupted to do Maths. Of all of the teachers to think of sending me some work it HAD to be Maths.
Heh, niiice. xD
ReplyDeleteHmm, I hope that means the poem was amusing or good, not my sick state... meh!
DeleteOh yes, naturally the poem not you being sick. That's not nice. :)
Deleteits good
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