The crystals in my left ear
kept me in bed
for three days.
I hated screens, movement,
and the reminders of life
outside my room.
I sought comfort
in the sound of my fan
on my dresser and the darkness
sleep brought, which was more
often than not.
It’s the only way
I could feel comfortable,
drifting off
into sleep, avoiding all
signs of anything,
not long enough to dream
but enough to be
relieved from the horrid reality
I was experiencing.
