Fatigue

Wife and child have gone away,
I’m at home alone, working, bills to pay.

I feel old and I feel tired,
Lie in bed, risk getting fired.

Close my eyes, occasionally sleep,
Never refreshed, I could weep.

My nose is blocked and my throat is sore,
I struggle to complete a single chore.

Everything aches, and my hands cramp,
Brightness hurts my eyes, turn off lamps,

Live in the dark and soon to retire,
Checks and tests that never inspire.

I don’t want to die, so perhaps just a coma,
Something to end this constant hangover.

Switch me off and on again.