Boiling point

awakened at 4.30 a.m.

and it was, damn freezing cold, outside of my body,
as well as inside me.

I can't resist the icy breeze, I was too weak.
And, I can't sleep.

I shook like an idiot.

Now the sun had risen.
The breeze lessens.
Now.
Another day to go.

I try not to be deceitful.
But I am.

Now the fever tends to recede.
A LITTLE BY LITTLE.
Every single second I drown in dizziness.
I can't manage to not holding my stomach to expel the shitty flu.

at least I am conscious.
I won't die that fast.
The world needs me.

Whatever the consequences are,
I am hungry right now,
ever since 48 hours without nutrients,
my phloem is rotting,
I will not allow that,
I NEED FOOD.

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