I wake to birds
Their songs make symphonies of morning
I wake to hurt
tremors throughout my bones
I wake to wind
The breeze whispering across my face
I wake to need
These vices that I can't seem to shake
I wake to hope
That today will be better than the last
I wake to loss
Another battle lost to these demons
I sleep to forget
All the choices that I made
I sleep to remember
The time before all of this
I sleep to wish
That tomorrow will be different