Coffee At Midnight, Nobody At Dawn

Sing me a story into that goodnight,
I can't pick my battles, I'm losing the fight.
These piano fingers shake with anxiety,
If I were to lie I'd blame it on the coffee.

I'm numb and I can't feel anything there,
I'd leave here but I can't pay the train fare.
If I were as deadly as I may seem,
I suppose I could escape this nightmare of a dream.

See me, I am the disappearing girl,
Safety pins can't hold my soul, watch it unfurl.
Remembering regrets and lovely mistakes,
I tried to print copies but they were all fakes.

If I could trade my memories for gold,
I'd hesitate but you get another hand after you fold.
As I color my sheet music with time to borrow,
I'll be sitting in a cafe drowning my sorrow.

I've had enough and they've all had plenty,
Wishing I could buy a way out with a twenty.
I would sleep through the rain and the thunder,
But mocha isn't strong enough to put you under.

I should've stayed home and stared at the clock,
Turned off my phone and declined to talk.
Now in a haze of hazelnut and cacao beans,
It seems the ends don't always justify the means.

Reviews

[Daydreamer54]

I like this! it's very poetic and has a nice flow to it. My favorite was trhe thrid stanza! ^^

[Marie]

CLever line..."haze of hazelnut and cacao beans". Somewhat depressing story.