Only Confusion can come off illness

I strive for thoughts to come to my head
All fails me, but the boredom I bear
Insignificant pleasures take up my time
And when I finally get down to some work, the clock strikes nine.

Another movie to watch, another episode of Friends
If not these, my mind's got it's own Garden of Eden.
I keep contemplating I'll think about thinking
But when the thought comes, so does the sinking.

I try to stay afloat, but alas, doesn't really happen
So much for attaining some inspiration.
As if lazing around was not tough enough
He laughed and said "Lets make this a lil' more rough!"

My temperature rose, my body grew weak
I longed to be healthy, I wanted relief
Neither happened... but something did change,
What used to be familiar territory is now all strange.

My thoughts now surf my bloodstream's wave
This giant whirlpool it becomes, which I really don't crave
Like an avalanche it piles and gets bigger and bigger
I don't realize yet what it'll finally trigger!