When will you wake up? When will you be brave to wake up? Is not the hole under the tree that you fell into but a black hole that form when the sun is below the horizon, a twilight of your subconscious. You aware of the slightest movement of the breeze but not your very own breathe. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.. What exactly do you breathing for?
You promised the sky and the star but all you can do is keep breathing. Wake up.
Hibernation is over.