[Kyrillos]

For when I get poetic, I'll necropost this sucker with a new update or two, if no moderator minds:

I sit at a table
Looking
Out the Window

The birds, flutter, chirp
Gleefully
While I sit inside

Mourning
Wondering
Why I am this sick.

It never showed any signs
Instantly
It came, like a spark

Now I sit indoors
Terrified
Of my Allergies