The Awekening

The Awakening


Beep Beep Beep.

My hand calms the monster,

soothing it with a simple press.

The dreaded hour has come

like a storm on a summer day.


Creek creek creek.

I toss and turn

warding off the inevitable.

Fighting a losing battle.

Your bed is most comfy

when you have to leave it.


Pitter patter pitter patter pitter patter.

My feet are bitten by

the icy sting of cold floor.

My grogginess pulls on me

like heavy shadow

tempting me back to rest.


The day begins.

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