Life's horrible when you have to stuff rancid liquid down your throat..
My stomach registered everything after it as revolting..
It's really terrible to lose my immunity to the devil..
A certain devil called 'Sickness'.

Dreams are incomprehensible when you are down with viruses..
I dreamt of people I normally would never dream about..
The things they did..
Everything's senseless..
Or maybe these dreams should be given another name
Nightmares would be an appropriate adjective.
Everytime, I would wake up in cold sweat
Then my eyes gets droopy,
Sleep catches me with her wispy fingers again
And the cycle continues...