a bitter and cold journey
for the daily dose of coffee
of a girl who’s silently
screaming ‘save me’

I drink coffee like
I take
holy communion-
with eyes closed
in thankful
prayer.

Caffeine, oh won't you
awake me as you always do?
Even with effects circulating
and my mind over-contemplating,
I'll ask you to be my next move,
a mistake I won't need to soothe,
lungs taking deeper breaths,
bringing all distress to sudden death;
A bundle of rawness I inhale,
A bundle of vulnerability I exhale.

You love energy drinks like they're a drug
smug
you gulp down the last drip
that drop
that you can't resist.
In favor of the rush
touch
like nothing ever felt before
you want more
and I...just wanna go to sleep.

I love sleep like a it's a drug
lug
that pain away with one intoxicating dream
between
the warm blanket and the duvet
where my meditation
station
begins.

Why,
pray, try,
do you throw away the gift of sleep
sheep
so easily
Instead you waste yourself away
like prey
drinking those drinks
with the caffeine that'll shock
mock
your system
without care.

You feel the energy
elementary
you think it means you’re awake.
What a fool,
tool
as your eyes droop behind the garish grin
and your head aches
takes
but you thought it was the boredom

I’ll take advantage of my sleep,
keeping
my head up high
because I’m the one really awake
take
your energy drinks far away
from me

Sleep is the ultimate friend
sending
yourself into a deep relaxation
can’t find anything better
my love letter
to sleep

O sleep, never leave
deceive
me with your dreams
awaken me with true energy
memories
of a good night with you
is better than any man.

I sit down in tweak town
To jot down a new noun,
A nice verb, a poetic sound,
But all that comes out
Is blah blahs, and doubt.
There’s not enough coffee,
To help satisfy me,
As long as I compare myself,
To everybody else.

So here in caffeine city,
The poetry is witty.
Every verse excites me.
Ever line invites me,
To be better.
Speed is my muse,
As long as I let her.

A nicotine lozenge,
Four milligram a piece,
Helps me stay awake,
Until, I am allowed to sleep;
Helps me to stay alert,
Helps me write this verse,
But in the end
The zzzz will hit me worse.
I guess, I should have just gone to bed
Instead.

I smell the energy rising from you,
drifting swirls of vapour hitting me as
your heat embodies itself in the air's
molecules. I smell the importance of
you, significant to everyone except
me. You're a drug, coursing through their veins and
giving their brains exactly what they have
been craving, yet I am resistant to
your eniticing ways. The promise of that
electric focus as my heart picks up
the pace to follow everyone elses...
it doesn't appeal to me anymore.
I lost my hunger for you a long time
ago, when you started to wear me down,
and now the only drug I will ever
crave again is him.