It's not just being tired

I have the flu

Every day of this 

Miserable damn life.

My throat hurts

Lips are chapped 

Dizzy as all hell

Don't get me started

On the full body pain.  

But wait!

There's more! 

I can't stop sleeping.

Face flushing all day long. 

Cognitive impairment.

Palpations.

It's hard to breathe. 

I can't push through.

That only makes it worse. 

One day I could wake up 

Paralyzed, 

Bed bound for life,

Never be able to see the sun again. 

So I rest

And rest

And rest

Until something finally turns

And I can be part of the world again.