Is it time?

When do you know it is time to wake up?
I would say, after a sound sleep.

Is that so simple.
I guess not.

Banishment, from the promised land,
Could stop this slumber.
The land of your dreams, hope and happiness,
Had written it,
In your heart before you prayed: 'Bring me the sleep'

What will you do to get away from that slavery,
Of your mind, body and soul.
It is not to argue about the Platonic metaphor,
But to inform you: how hard it is to get up,
When you cannot even fulfill your dreamt exploits.