Bed Rest

I do not do well locked inside,

Away from sun, mountains, sky,

I do not do well stuck in bed,

The relentless pressure picks up in my head,

While I do well all alone,

Bed rest never feels like home.

I do not do well motionless,

It only leads to restlessness,

So I will climb a mountain in my mind,

So I may leave this stale bedroom behind.