Five thirty in the morning

Five thirty in the morning laying wide awake,
Mouth feeling parched like the desert, bladder like a lake,
Close  my eyes and try to doze, it’s too early not to be comatose,
Curled down on my side, breathing deep,buying more time for dozy  snooze,
Ah mind has other ideas, going over issues raising fears,
Bladder grumbling hitting high, feels as if it’s to my ears,
Giving in grumpily I  rise, to my body I acquiesce,
Looking out the window, see the emerging sun,
A new day has started, no need to be glum,
Sleep time over start the day, I was wide awake anyway.