after 18 hours of sleep

i still feel like a giant has trampled me. my throat hurts and my stomach is all knotted with pain. my body is full of these horrible aches that i wish would just go away. my hands all dried out, i find them blood stained as well as my nice clean white sheets. eighteen hours doesn’t seem like enough, yet so much has happened. i turned to my side to see the pile of things i’d left to be forgotten. yet, they still sit there, all hurt and left in the cold.