Some people set
Alarms at 5 and 6
For school or work.

Some people keep
Themselves up all night,
In terror of that exact time of day.

You see, it’s trauma
That takes every last
Speck of who you are away from you.

And once it’s gone,
Done its job,
Built all that fear
and
Constructed that thick wall,

You’re left alone with the biggest puzzle
Without an idea of who you’ve become
and what those tiny pieces mean to you.

And that,
My friend,
Is the scariest thing you could know.

{6:09 am, monday, bed}