A New Day

Kidnapped from sleep,
From a world you could've sworn was reality,
You let the movie fade in,
A new story that includes
A dry throat,
Foley and other sounds you do not control.
Cold
Without an open window,
You try to ease the pain
Of being awake
With a pot of weak coffee
And a mug that smells just like
Yesterday.
Just as you warm up to the belief
That, yes, this is your life,
You wake up and wonder
Why you had gotten up at all.