waking from a fever

my fever
finally broke.
It was a relief.
I was sick
for days.
eating was
not an option.
I would try
to do things
to make
me happy.
Like sew.
that did not
work.
the fever was
making my eyes
burn.
I was sweaty
and could barely
think.
My judgement
was clouded.
I still would
try to push
through it.
then finally
I made
myself
go to sleep.
dreaming
and tossing
and turning
all night long.
waking up
in a pool of
sweat.
I got up
and got into
the cool shower.
It felt so good.
In the morning
my thoughts
were so
clear.
I do not
want you.
I want
nothing to
do with you.
my thoughts
are clear,
Crystal clear.
with my warm
cup of coffee
in my hand
I smile.
I will be OK.