Oh, What a Cold.

Temperature rises as the sun shines high in the sky.
Eyes grow weary, with each step the world grows darker.
 

I sit nauseated as I burn like star in the night sky
While a war takes place within my body.

 

A repugnant mess comes and pollutes my system,
Leaving a hammer to constantly pound my head.

 

Reaching out to the light, but a force pulls me back.
I shiver in the cold as death lies waiting in the distance.

 

One gulp to take it all away, one gulp and I’m
A ballerina dancing upon the clouds.

 

Numb and ill like a drug addict enjoying a good high,
I slip away enveloped in a sea of blankets.