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Sep 2
I hate coffee
but hear me out

What if
we drove off
Nowhere, anywhere
just us?

We would stop at a gas station
Buy five dollars worth of coffee
We would wake up our bodies
Since the night will have just begun

Sure, the bitterness attacks
The neon lights blind
Yeah, the darkness out there terrifies
The breeze sends shivers down our spines

But

What if
we stayed home
Let the fog take over
alone?

We would lock ourselves up
Grab the weapons in our cabinets
We would wake up our bodies
Wishing for the night to end

The sting attacks
The bathroom lights blind
The darkness in here terrifies
The fear sends shivers down our spines

I hate coffee
but hear me out

What if
it's our way out?
The blade is calling
but the road is louder

So let's drive off
Nowhere, anywhere
just us

Because yeah,
I hate coffee
but I hate the pain more.

~
To all the coffee lovers and the pain seekers, both looking for that wake-up call
Written by
logan  15/Cisgender Female/Canada
(15/Cisgender Female/Canada)   
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