I revel in peace and calm

The absolute stillness of life

The ambience of a city at rest

This is when I thrive

 

Early morning I wake

Dreams already a distant memory

I put on my armor for the day

I mask my acute misery

 

There’s a smell hanging in the air

Breakfast. Toast and eggs.

I run my weary hands through sweat soaked hair

And stand unsteadily on rubbery legs

 

Mornings haven’t felt this normal in quite some time

Feels like I’ve woken from a year-long sleep

Tossing and turning amid turbulent nights

So much for counting sheep

 

But at least I am alive

The pulsating beat of my heart

Keeps me going in times of strife

Until I find my better parts