FEAR

I wake every morning.
with the sun streaming in my windows,
and the city screaming on the roads and sidewalks
but its not these things that get me up

I lay with my eyes tightly closed, fighting the outside world,
as it seeps into my thoughts, flushing my dreams away
and slowly, fear wells up inside me
until I cannot stand to be there anymore.
so I jump out of bed in distress.

fear is what gets me up in the morning