Bed Ridden

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.

Published by Kelly Severseike

Writer & Poet

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