I sleep with dreams

Standing alone in
the middle of a
room last night we
were just you and
me and you were
were cradling a cup of
coffee and I
was screaming.
You were cradling a
cup of coffee and
I was screaming
because I can't stay awake
anymore and I
hated you for choosing to.
I hated you for telling
me they're only
dreams. I hated you for
offering me a sip
and saying
the dreams went away once and
they will again.
I tried to tell you
stop drinking
coffee because it's
never healthy when
we're so young. But I
couldn't because I was
so angry and hating
you and only kept
screaming and yelling at
the top of my voice.
I kept yelling at the
top of my voice and
hating you and
everyone for not seeing
I'm hollow and I don't
have any organs and
all you did was drink coffee
and deal with your
concrete problems and tell
me everything could
be worse
that you guess I'm
lucky I'm
not you.
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