"A day of rejection"

It's an undesireable morning. Almost Noon to be more accurate.
A mix of sicknesses surrounding you, as a poisonous gas envolving your being.
Cough! Cough! Spitting blood, dizzyness and difficult breathing add up to the mix.
Yet there up to live to work you go.
An aching back with a sitff neck, and your antibiotic stunned head telling you: what the heck?!!
You gotta leave but your body doesn't want any rush but the one of you sitting on a toilet. (Yeah, gross, but neccesary)
Now you are late, and rushing you go to the life you got for work.
Speed up while trying to breath, sickness and lack of excercise flood your muscles.
Damnation upon the fact that you can't excercise like you used to.
Blood boiling legs aching your almost shattered limbs.
Anxiety, runs through your veins, an itching sensation overwhelming and possesive.
Chest-Throat pain. Blood, blood, spills again. The suffocation.
Gladly to take a shower your water heat machine breaks down.
The cold eery morning neglects you.
Almost as if the whole world rejects you.
But yet at the very end...you smile!
FUCK YOU ALL!! IT'S THE MOTHERFUCKING WEEKEND!!!