Coffee

 Coffee

What's the point of hot water

if the coffee gets cold, anyway?

Just like those expensive watches

when you are always out of time,

Our callsigns when I couldn't

even call you mine.

You try to forget whilst I

try not to remember anymore.

How do we coexist when we are

each other's murderers? 

Lived a life I would never dream of,

ended up appearing in my nightmares.

What began as my nightly lullaby

turned into an alarming wake-up call,

and I answered like a prayer;

I drink my coffee now as it steams

down my throat,

so it may boil down the hard truths

I had to swallow every day.