Not Today Poem by Danny Taylor

I try
I try to get up
But why?
I am too comfortable
The alarm clock screams that awful noise at me
I can ignore it…
I have to take a test today
I can re-take it…
What about practice?
What if I miss something important?
I’m concerned, and yet, my pillow grows softer
Seconds turn to minutes
All my “what ifs” don’t stop my eyelids from growing heavy
My mother’s voice shouts “get up you're going to be late! ”

Mom, I feel sick…

My eyes again close, and I’m back asleep…