At My Wake
I drag myself out of bed,
groggy and disheveled,
and greet the morning with
it's slap on my face.
Acheing with the sleep deprevation
from late-night homework.
I crawl to the bathroom
as if my life depended on it,
because it does.
After splashing my face
with the painfully cold water,
i gain my strength.
Every day at this moment
i gain the perseverence and determination
to get through that day.
This is the moment that reminds me
of my future, stemming
from my wake,
from my work,
from my grades,
to my graduation, to college,
to my delightful future,
to be whoever I wish to be.
In that moment, I think of
my groggy awakening
as a big step towards success.