Sickness A Menace Poem by Wolf the poet

i wake up to this nightmare
The nightmare enraging my sleep
I am trapped in my own fantasy
A self afflicted doom of sickness
The sickness becoming my menace


A cold i encountered
Engulfing my emotions so tight
Not giving me a room to breathe
My throat so sore and itchy
Trynna utter a word, but my voice's scratchy



I find it difficult and excruciating to sleep
I have to rely on the pills
I see them pills and all they give me are chills
But in order for a splinter of sleep to dawn on me
I have no option but to oblige


I give it a day or two for the flu to pass
I am a wolf and i'll get well
Despair and anguish i will dwell
I will draft a sequel not a prequel
Allow me pen down, salute folks