Awakening is like a

sloppy sarcastic joke.

Wrist shaking from the

Apple Watch’s alarms.

Icy air bursting into

the room dramatically.

Eyelids ignoring the

world before them.

Laying with your heart

withered to the backs ribs.

Pounding with desperation,

twisting and falling to pieces.

While this goes on - one

will try to trick themselves.

Pondering the hopeful events and

whimsical conversations ahead.

These thoughts can be thought

during the lowest depths of dread.

Awakening is like a

sloppy sarcastic joke.