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shwiwi Oct 2020
My coffee's getting cold
My pain's aching slow

Oh, all these lost dreams
and river of tears streams
I'm every child's Dream
But my child-self's nightmare
I am glowing like the sun
They cherish me
But they don't know I burn

My coffee's getting cold
My pain's aching slow

Last night I dreamed
That i was living in my dream
But note that I can't practically live
in my dream
The breeze blew right through me
I leaned against a wall but I sank in it
That's when I noticed
That was my dream in my dream

Woke up to a boring alarm
I touched the screen and it stopped right then
My heart sank in as I realized
I was very much alive
So I live on...
The same nightmare everyday

My old man told me
We were born to thrive, to survive
So I thrive to survive
Is there a reward for it? NO...
More punishment came
For I lived
So I have to live

My coffee's getting cold
And my pain's aching slow

One day, I may get everything i dream of
End this pain once and for all
But for now,
I sit here to grip my sanity tighter
Before it slips away any farther

'cause my coffee was getting cold
and my pain was taking my soul.

— The End —