.........endless coffees............

Afflictions created addictions.

Owe something dwelled within.

They call it sin, I call it life.

Reach for you but your not there.

I say I don't care owe I do

Am bound by smoke of Corporation

Miss you very much.

Owe everything else was walk in the park.

The stop drinking constant partying ceased with ease.

So sad piling coffee in to me the substitution owe its

such a bad trip.

Funny coffee helps me sleep.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Ciggarettes to endless coffees.

Quiet as easter.

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Comments (10)

darkhorse555
i fully understand you in this happy easter dear friend beautifully drawn pieceangel hug
Spartacus2012
A percolating write Ben..Good write.

Kencoffee
Poetnumber1
Thanks for sharing this delightful poem Beni. I enjoyed the read. Regards wine
benidorm
Thank you Darkhorse.
benidorm
Thank you Spartacus.
benidorm
Thank you Poet.
Odette67
Enjoyed this on beni applause I'm pleased I mustered up the will power to stop smoking 9yr ago. hug purple heart
benidorm
Thank you Odette well done stopping.
wave
fjamesj9701
Nicely done I captured every moment and sentiments..Jessehandshake
benidorm
Thank you Jesse.
Hope your having good easter.wave
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