Composed 4/4/15
Description: For Day 4 of NaPoWriMo (as I actually DID write this yesterday). Obviously, as the day wore on I felt incredibly lazy and altogether… not well.
My body drains of color
So I fall in pillow mounds
But the mounds just suffocate me
And my pallor turns to green
If I hadn’t been so empty
I could have put color in my cheeks
But I’m stumbling like a zombie
Groaning
Too weak
Scraps of Paper 