WHEN...

When you're ill,
Minutes last hours.
Hours drag by.
You feel you've no power.
For it is not in your control.
Sometimes it gets unbearable.

You think why; Why do I feel this way?
You want the pain to go away.
You feel troubled and lost.
But what can you do?
If it seems nothing,
Can really help you.

You long for the time when you'll feel,
Back to normal, once again.
Funny how being without who you love,
Makes you feel much the same.

Around 2002