I Express Myself Through Writing
[b][u]I'm Dosed[/u][/b]
I'm dosed, I'm dosed! What can I say about having a dose? It's bloody gross. Dry lips, and a bunged up nose? Or perhaps its runny and flows like a hose? I just want to find a corner so I can curl up and close....into the feotal position. I feel lethargic, energy drained out of me and my eyes no longer glisten. I just wanna lie here and die, so throw me my blankie and perhaps a couple boxes of hankies. And "Thankies!"
I don't want to stay here and be coupped. But I've no choice, I just feel like sipping some hot soup. Get this phlegm out of my chest. Get some rest. Until I feel my best.....again, until I feel right as rain. And no longer feeling this kind of pain? And no longer driving me insane. It is a pain, it can be especially in the arse. I don't need to go into detail but it can be sharp. It's tough goin' when you have nothin' to do. So what is this? The cold? Or the man flu?
I'm dosed, I'm dosed! What can I say about having a dose? It's bloody gross. Dry lips, and a bunged up nose? Or perhaps its runny and flows like a hose? I just want to find a corner so I can curl up and close....into the feotal position. I feel lethargic, energy drained out of me and my eyes no longer glisten. I just wanna lie here and die, so throw me my blankie and perhaps a couple boxes of hankies. And "Thankies!"
I don't want to stay here and be coupped. But I've no choice, I just feel like sipping some hot soup. Get this phlegm out of my chest. Get some rest. Until I feel my best.....again, until I feel right as rain. And no longer feeling this kind of pain? And no longer driving me insane. It is a pain, it can be especially in the arse. I don't need to go into detail but it can be sharp. It's tough goin' when you have nothin' to do. So what is this? The cold? Or the man flu?
31-35, M
