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Caffeine AddictI adore that addictive aromatic aroma,
Which wakes my senses in a senseless morning,
When my eyes are bound in an eternity of sleeping.
I drink it like the intoxicating ambrosia of angels,
And then I spend the rest of time in a caffeine coma.
I enjoy that enriching essential essence,
Which calms my anger in an anarchic day,
When my mind is lost in a mania of delay.
I thirst for it's poisonous nectar like some necrophiliac,
And then I dream the rest of time in a caffeine conscience.
I love that potently positive poison,
Which lights my mood in a mournful night,
When my soul is dead in a suffering of might.
I desire that drink as black as demon's blood,
And then I waste the rest of time in a caffeine cuisine.
Will you not share your tale?
With a song of such passion,
With a voice with such compassion,
A voice so soothing,so calm, so kind,
The most troubled spirit is sooth in mind.
Such beauty in both moonlight and sun
And such other beauty, there is none;
Your eyes that glisten in the night
In darkest times, you always glow bright.
Sweet Nightingale, you are my all;
So long as you stay, I will never fall.
And yet I find myself with tears
Which shall shed for a thousand years
Your beauty incompared
Can sadly not be shared;
Together we cannot be,
For you are apart from me.
Caged, loved by another,
Your voice I see belongs to no other.
And yet I still wish to hear you sing,
I wish for you, sweet Nightingale; I beg you take wing!
So beautiful and kind; how I mourn there is another.
For I love you, Sweet Nightingale; you and no other.
You Are My Favorite DrugDid you finally erase me?
Did I fade so easily?
Am I now just illusion,
That you don't believe?
Am I just fiction?
Another character in your dreams?
Are you sure where you are now?
Or are you lost and all alone?
I'm packing up my bags,
And I'm heading straight home.
I can't live like this.
I'll never miss this place.
And this is last time,
You'll see my face.
Are you happy now?
Your candle's light is going out.
Now I know your secrets,
You know I can forgive.
But now at night I can't rest,
Oh no, this way I cannot live.
Am I sure where I am now?
Am I lost and alone?
I've packed bags,
I'm coming home.
I won't live like this.
I don't miss that place.
And that is the last time,
You'll ever see my face.
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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