It's three am and time still through.
This is me, surrounding by silent and flu.
I can't breathe.
I can't sleep.
I miss oxygen to my lungs, run through my veins.
I can feel my heart beat but fresh air just feels so far.
This is me, accompany by virus and the tick of the clock.
Insomnia by my side.
I ask to the silence of the dawn,
why i'm a poet whenever i got cold?
Blur memories across to my brain.
I read Gibran when i got typhus and wrote beautiful lines.
But somehow I never make it when I'm healthy.
Sickness and creativity suit for each other.
* I wrote this silly note on July 7 2010, 3:36 AM
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