The Daily Grind

Driven by impulse
Conditioned by this artificial nectar
I drink it in down the vein of my gullet
As I consume from a straw like a plastic injector
My blood the chamber, my heart at gun point, taking a bullet

Is this suicide by way of coming alive
Or just pretending to live as I rely on this vice
Fabrication of this synthetic sunshine
As I slave away and juice up for paradise

Anxiety wrote into the side effects
Pressure rising, sleep on the altar of this shrine
Addicts of nervous energies
Coffee grounds for the daily grind

Laced into every beverage like candy
I suckle from the chest of death
Siphoning the fuel in trade
As I leech and every sip takes my breath

Pursing my lips to red bulls for fleeting wings
Monsters and rock stars like the henchmen of caffeine
Branded after the characteristics of wild and scary things
Remixing morning stews of sweet additives and java beans

A fix upon a fix that perpetuates the brokenness
Like any other drug and crave induced habit
Just another wonder land
Following another rabbit...