Coffee by Ciara Burke
My eyes are too tired, Stung from all the tears I didn't cry today. My lips, parted are harsh With the kisses I never got. My mind is numb, Racing with all the thoughts I didn't think today; It seems sanity is my illusion, And too hard truths can break you. Wires can choke you if you tie Them too hard around your neck, And it really is too hard to Let cool coffee go to waste.