Life and CoffeeA Poem by LookwithinsightA sort of existential crisis I was having, and still am.I made a cup of bitter coffee, because life tastes too sweet to me. Yes, sweet is good but this is a kind of eerie sweet. Life’s heavy like the humid air, and it weighs me down numb. Heavy caffeine, I love the taste it leaves, so rich and dark mahogany. Life’s not supposed to be easy and i’m in for a cruel awakening. I’m a trapped animal that’s slowly breaking free of society I take a sip to coat this lump at the back of my throat. It’s just aching to get out, but I push it down. Ugh, I produce the biggest sighs. Life’s a prude b***h. It’s no surprise that I don’t suffice. She knows my tainted thoughts, how I’ve been raised on lies. She knows how I can’t connect to the truth inside. I’ll take it as bitter as it comes please. No cream. No sugarcoating. Give it to me straight, dark,and black like tar filled lungs and heart attacks. As bitter and vulgar as the truth may be, it warms me inside more than anything. © 2014 LookwithinsightReviews
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Added on November 21, 2014Last Updated on November 21, 2014 Tags: bitter, coffee, existential, life AuthorLookwithinsightLexingtonAboutMy name is Kimberlee, but people call me Kimmy a lot. I'm eighteen and I live in South Carolina. I never know what to put on these. I write poems. I'm making this so that I can meet other writers, s.. more..Writing
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