Eight hours of sleep

Eight minutes of meditation

Eight cups of H2O

Eight moments of self recognition

A marshmallow cloud

A clear sky

The angels' wings

A path of zen

Fresh start

Clean air

Pure heart

Kind soul

The feeling of 'existence'

The belief in 'purpose'

The mindfulness with 'exhaustion'

The understanding of 'emotion'

My body has these settings

Similar to my MacBook

And all I need to do is

Force quit, sleep, restart, or log out

But I've escaped death

I'm trying to cope

I've fought my demons

I'm living on hope

I will hydrate

I will meditate

I will hibernate

This is my fate