When I Am Sick Poem by Aishwarya J.Menon

When I am sick,
Like all the things are bad,
And situations are in darkness,
Like mornings are never happy
And flowers never bloom.
Like rain doesn't have beauty,
And trees are dried up.
Like books are blank,
And eyes are dead.
Like people are around,
But loneliness rushes in.
Like there is light, but
Everything is dark.
Like my heart wants to be gleeful,
But my mind overcomes the joy.
Like confidence is overflowing,
But the will pushes it down.
Like I'm active, but
From the inside, totally weak.
When I'm sick...
Like I'm alive, but actually
Deep down...
Just dead, lifeless.....