Misery

The world has become more terrible,
In some strange way.
I don't know how or why,
I woke up this morning with such a sense of dread,
But there it was standing right in front of me.
It was looking at me with the world's sharpest set of eyes.
Now I have to find my strength.
The necessity of fighting off such a monster,
Really shouldn't come before noon.
At least not without prior warning.