Caffeine Monster

Ajon4wheels

My thing is called caffeine

Without it I become a monster

I am a bitch and can get mean

My hard, powerful craving I foster

Flying high in the blue sky, buzzing around

I can live, I am unbreakable

Living in my dream there are no bounds

I can drink it all day, I’m unstoppable.

There is nothing I found to make me feel alert and alive.

The feeling is unreal and unsensational.

Monster helps me survive

In this mere life, it’s caffeine I need 

It’s only thing that is keeping me getting a knife

Every day I need to drink my drug, to feed

my addiction, keeping from me ending my life

  • Author: 4wheels (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 27th, 2024 05:11
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 3


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