I crack my eyes open
At 12 pm
To see a dark room
I lay there for an hour
Then spend my energy
Going downstairs
And sitting on the couch.
I take my daily Iron pill
But my mother knows
That an iron deficiency
Isn't what keeps me in bed.
I eat a little
And climb bak into bed.
I read,
I draw, I write.
I message him.
Sunny Summer Days?
My ***.