Cocooning

Have you ever woken up
And you feel like your nerves
Want to crawl right out of your skin?

You want to crawl back into your
Cocoon of a bed and sleep until
It’s all over. The pain, not life.

It’s rare for me these days,
But on this snowy, cold day,
Even with my favorite Buddy
On my lap and the beautiful,
Snowy scenery outside,

I’d rather be cocooning.
Wake me up when it’s
Safe to come out and play
Again.

© D. Elaine Wood-Lane
1/8/16

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Categories Daily Life, Fibromyalgia, Pain, Poetry

2 thoughts on “Cocooning

  1. I definitely have days when all I want to do is cocoon. 😀 Nice poem! Thank you for sharing. 🙂 Best, phoebe

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  2. 😦 Hope this episode passes quickly!

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