rest

a first-year mistake in the haze of the end

a choice that i made that i now reprehend

awake now, before the sunrise

i never knew it would be my demise

to slink out of bed as reality sinks in

half awake at this hour, somehow that's a sin

i've found a cure to the haze of the dark dawn

and it isn't even anything like stifling a yawn

simply laying down and still is the cheat-code to energy

and waking up my mind with soft fictional memories