Bed

I’m in bed again today.

I’m too tired

I feel heavy

A weight squeezes my chest and weighs down on my body

It’s hard to breathe

Alas, I breathe

Alas…

I’m in bed again today

I’m too scared

I’ve seen the worst of those who were meant to care and its exhausting facing them

I’m scared of the me who shouts at myself , full of bitterness, anger and disappointment

I’m scared of everything that isn’t me and the imminent whisper of death they all contain

It’s going to happen someday but maybe if I stay in bed it won’t be today.