When the alarm clock rings

The alarm clock cannot defend itself
from the monster it awakes.
The ringing of my alarm is sharp and
Its impossible to sleep through.
My eyelids are too heavy,
for my weakened body to open.The sun hasnt even shed its rays of light
as i open the curtains all i see is the dark morning
dew covering the ground and fog spreading into the woods.
The morning moves slowly
but all too quickly at the same time,
days,weeks, months and years pass
but every morning the same alarm clock rings,
the same feeling of fatigue passes
as i struggle to open my eyes and begin another day
I am slow to sit up in bed and
not thrilled to start the day before seven