the hardest time to be alone is through physical illness.
Your body aches and everything is a chore.
is this what dying feels like?
Am I weaker than the average human ?
Where is that someone who will make me tea?
Do I have to wash my own hair?
Goosebumps rise and my skin feels clammy cold
Then hot. Up and down like a sea saw
my throat, the epicentre of communication, blocked
second day of school, it’s cool.
Screaming don’t ignore me
The hardest time to be alone is through physical illness
But on the other side of it?
independence is celebrated
Just get to the other side, body.
Just get to the other side, mind.
You’re never really alone, anyway
