Waking up only to feel the pang of emptiness sit on my chest
Waking up only to feel the pain of not caring about anything anymore
Waking up to fake those smiles because yesterday they weren't big enough
Waking up to face a world that you aren't sure you belong in
Waking up only to feel alone as everyone wanders past you
Waking up only to have those thoughts attempt to put you in the ground
Waking up hating the fight that you live everyday
Waking up to the pressure of the world resting on your shoulders
Waking up but what for anymore?
Waking up but for who?
Waking up to see things you used to love after they lost all meaning
Waking up without a drive to continue on
Waking up only to have existence ebb on
Waking up without a fight left in your body
Waking up to do something terrible
Waking up in the hospital bed with people you thought didn't care
Waking up angry and bitter at your continued existence
Waking up and taking the medicine
Waking up and talking about it
Waking up uncertain but uncertain is better than empty
Waking up to fight and prove it all wrong
Waking up again and again and again
Waking up and falling in love
Waking up and having a future
Waking up with someone next to you
Waking up with the occasional bad day
Waking up anyway
Waking up
YOU ARE READING
Glass Hearts and Shadows of Monsters
PoetryWhen there are monsters in your head And a glass heart in your chest You can't wage a brutal war without your heart being broken