(Draft #62! Thanks Jewelie Rain for suggesting this one.)

I awake at the dawn

Of a new day

And the sun shines down on my past

And the light guides my future

I awake in the middle

Of the night

And the moon cries its starlit tears

On my presence and actions

I awake in a room

Of white walls and lonely

And the fluorescent lights buzz

And I think I’m going crazy

I awake inside my mind

In a hospital bed

My darkest fantasy

Of being saved from myself

Or maybe

My fantasy

Is of not being saved.

Hard to keep it all straight these days.