A poem about somebody hurt by a woman’s love, that wakes up too a coffee and stays awake with cocaine.
i wrote this poem not about anybody imparticular but when I looked around and noticed so many people hurt by love, and many people committing suicide love related. so I put love and cocaine together to try and make magic and also coffee and cocaine, as I see coffee the drug for people who look down on drugs.
Every morning when you wake up,
N you realise your still screwed up,
So falling n fed up,
You have a drink of coffee,
Wait for someone who’s really pretty,
You have another free coffee
Still waiting like a trained monkey
Now she calls to fly you off
You’re the one that rings
Rings to say Sorry
Now she says sorry it’s over
But, now this time you’re sober
Coffee n coke
Making you fall and choke
You’re living on coffee n coke
Living with no hope
Snorting all the coke
You’ve got nothing to be
You’ve got nothing to see
Then the blade goes right in
All your fearless blood is pouring
And she rings and she rings again
She’s really really sorry
She didn’t mean t kill you
She wasn’t even with you
All she did was love you
Sorry I screwed up again
Snort sum more coke
Wake up for a coffee again
Living on coffee n coke
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