I wake up.


    through curtainless windows Sunlight blinds.


    The pain in my eyes slowly reminds


    of the struggle that keeps me in my binds.


    I wake up.


    Sluggish, weak, thirsty, bleak.


    Throwing my legs without a shriek


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    leaving this bed without technique.


    I woke up.


    Sitting in front of this white screen,


    wondering where I would''ve otherwise been


    were it not for the things I''ve seen.


    I woke up.


    It''s been hours now, sunlight fading.


    My mind is slowly degrading,


    emptiness cascading.


    I woke up.


    Conciousness is hard to keep.


    Slowly I am counting sheep.


    But before I start, I fall asleep.


    Tomorrow is another day,


    abyss is slowly growing.


    Happiness keeps it at bay,


    luckily the growth is slowing.