To awake is to mistake your way,
To unblind a room:
Divined, coloured grey,
Come what may,
You may have had enough awe.
You can't take any more, anymore.

Wake up, snap out of it!

Snapping's into it,
Droppings in your mouth,
Tasty,
A vain, hasty run for drouth.
Like so many times before,
You wish it was death banging at your door.

Wake up, snap out of it!