Sick For A Day Poem by Ragy Sandid

I've been sick for a day
A day is too much
Somehow I've bee here
But somehow away

Twenty four hours
Of sheer surroundings
Time stops, sound amplified
Pain and pleasure of everything

Time to stay quiet
Time to take the meds
Something is out of my body
Need a surrogate instead

Need to think of time
Time of paradise lost
Thought it wasn't before
In sickness, it feels like it the most

Before, I chased time
Now time chases me
I feel it wants me out
To cure me infinitely

A cure is what I crave
Of so many ailments
Which now I have a symptom
A symptom of a soul to save

And I apologize to you
If being sick is bad
I'm sure you share
You might have had one or two