that drowsy feeling, to understand endless,
the urge that temps me to not care, waking up wishing you didn’t,
knowing the responsibilities that await in the cold air,
as you know the time will come when you have to pull the covers,
the feeling of being weight down, slow, lagging behind,
waiting for it to no longer faze you,
although it never goes away, you have the will,
to push through the day hoping you can relax soon,
trying to calm the mind to find silence,
wanting to stay up so the cycle slows down, so the repetition becomes unnoticeable,
it never does and your back to the cold air and responsibilities.