Idle movement

Your fluffy bed... You have been waiting a long time for this... You wanted a break from all the fuss that was going around you, which was like a fly that always went on your forehead and couldn't be killed.

Now, you get the rest that you need... A rest from your daily activities, maybe... Your body is in pain. You feel like crap. You just wanted a rest, not this. Your thoughts are running, as you stay in your bed and stare at the circles of smoke, but your body can't run. Every movement of yours is painful. You didn't want it. Yeah, life isn't great, who said that it was, but this? Why?

It is driving you mad. You remember how life was before. You hated it then, but now you hate it even more. You wish death to life. You wish death to your physical and mental killer.

[ :( ]