Coffee

Do I need coffee to stay alive?
To not have nightmares at night?
Do I need coffee to be able to survive?

With vanilla,french cream,mocha.
Taking in the steam of the coffee.
Some milk or sugar,too.

I can't believe I'm still here.
And you either can't believe.
Drinking coffee everyday.

As my worries melt away.
To be able to keep control.
And keep calm everyday.

The coffee in my cup mocked me.
I can help you feel alive!
I know,but do I need you to survive?

Soon,coffee swallowed me whole.
In dark times,I drank coffee.
So I have more energy.

As the coffee drank me too.
Cup by cup.
Sip by sip,drip by drip.

I drank it everyday,the coffee drank me.
Maybe if I had a cup of self control.
Or if I took a stroll instead.

Coffee filled my head like a mug.
And gave me a warm,steamy hug.
i would go into my bed sheets.

Wake up,and drink it again.
it gives me energy to start the day.
Over and over again.

In the morning,all I think about is coffee.
But do I really need it to survive?
It goes into my dreams at night.

And I dream about my morning coffee.
It's so addicting!
With sugar,it becomes sweet.

Put some cream on it,that's all I need.
Heaven from coffee bean.
Just a sip,and I forget all I've been.

So many flavours,unseen.
It gives energy to our being.
I just sit,drinking coffee at a cafe.

And maybe sharing a latte.
Maybe if I had self control.
But oh,it's so addicting..

I can't even think.
And I begin to slip.
All I see is coffee.

And I almost began to feel sick.
I order more with a click.
At the end,I lay in my bed.

Telling the story in my head.
I began to read a recipe in bed.
Ready to have some more.

And then I mourn.
My cup,shattered on the floor.