Poem: Morning Struggles

I go to sleep
Full of hope
That this time
It will be different
That I’ll be able to wake
Rested and ready
To work
In a proper place.
I know I’m in trouble
The longer it takes me
To fall asleep
The more I wake
Through the night.
As I stumble out of bed
Hop in the shower
Hope water against skin
Will wake me
My stomach screams
In protest
Guts fail me
Betray the stress
I hold within.
I struggle to overcome
Hop in the car
Hope I can make it
Insides force me
To pull over
Retreat to café washroom.
Finally I admit defeat
Send my regrets
Return home
Sleep a few hours more.
Hope to rest
Recover
Strengthen
Fight again
Some other day.