Elucidating Questions

I wake in such a foul mood

With all the ferocity of a rabid dog

Off the scent of the hunt for weeks

I wake with a gnawing in my stomach

An emptiness in my heart

And a madness that has never been kept behind walls

I wonder how he got them in the chamber

Did he ask nicely?

I wake in such a foul mood

The dropping from there to here

With a bite waiting for the snap

It never quite sinks in

Never quite sinks in

That every morning I awake

Alone

Tired

Hungry

And here once more

Everything I begged not to happen just before blessed sleep stole me from his world

Only temporarily