Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

My Life

This morning I woke up in a Zytrec haze,
hung over from a night of congestion
and tossing and turning.
It was dark out,
grey
and raining.
When I woke,
Mark was gone
and I stretched across the entire bed.
In the morning,
I forget who I am,
where I am.
It’s almost like each morning I have to re-remind myself,
yes,
I am Diana.
Yes,
my dog is dead.
Yes,
I wish things were better.
It is like that now.
Each morning,
waking in to the anxiety
of my life.