Here Again

Something that just came to me in the late night/early morning time. I just figured I'd save it.

Caffeine feeds three hundred anxious mornings

the candle that burns at the darkness

of a bed full of nightmares

that waking won't defeat.

I've been so afraid of the time

right before sleep

for it's endless

and taunting

A reminder that it's been another day

again that I've wasted here.

Today holds a grave

and tomorrow an absence.

The point seems lost now

and there's little to believe

as time bereaved me,

for the meaning died with you.

Author's Note

There really isn't any structure to it, but I won't be offended at any form of critiques on this one. I'd be happy if I could make it better.

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Seems this fits the other verse --- I just read of the past relationship...yet carries its own weight in the subject matter of the piece...you open with the lines:

Caffiene (needs spell check by the way) feeds three hundred anxious mornings...

That gives the start of this...which reflects most if not all who can relate to caffeine...whether that be coffee or the energy drinks...I would say you wrote these fairly the same time...

[A Lawless Lad]

Thanks for your reviews. I appreciate it.

Actually, the two that you reviewed are about different things. "Kara" is about an ex-girlfriend of mine, where this is about my mother who passed away last year.

I'm a bit uncertain about your comment regarding spell checking as I'm not sure what I misspelled.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

"Caffeine"...you're welcome...