COFFEE CUP

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i used to serve myself a full cup of coffee
but only drink half because i had enough sleep from the night before.

i never meant to hurt no one when i said i was different.
but i couldn't see what was wrong with me.

it was a dream.
a dream, in which i was dead and buried but brought back through resurrection of an angel.

i started drinking a two cups of coffee everyday
because no amount of sleep could cure me.

my dreams became too much and
my thoughts were horrific.

it was like i had lost my mind and my brain was bruised till i was forming new galaxies.
hallucinations were a new reality to me.

that golden smile you saw on the train station the other day,
was actually another pair of eyes that released tsunamis.
and the coffee cup that i carried that day,
was the only thing that kept me awake.

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