This morning!

This morning, I haven’t
Got up from my bed,
I have been up all night,
My feet were hurting,
Parts of me were aching.

Something has been trembling
Could be my inner self
Or my demons.

They have made me shiver
With a craving to be held
While I know there is no one
To hold or hold on to.

Some mornings are worse
Than dreadful nights,
The light kills
Unlike the dark
Which merely rattles.

This morning is more painful,
Than the awful last night,
But you see, all imposed expectations
Will be met
For that is all
That is left.