Ring the Alarm

And for a moment, I fell.
Not like that second
as you drift to sleep
and your body jumps
and you snap awake

but like treading
quicksand
and deciding
it's time to give up.

Knowing there are mornings
ahead
that you do not wish to face
is the most dreadful part
of an evening.

This is not the time
for you to sleep.
This is the time
for you
to wake up.

Figuratively,
mostly.