Midnight Thoughts
I'm not sure who I am these days except a bundle of questions and dreams. I'm closer to thirty than twenty, which in many eyes is still young, and yet I feel like I've lived lifetime after lifetime, and still, not lived quite enough. I'm tired. The kind of tired that sits so heavy in your bones it keeps you from falling asleep. Does everyone feel this way? Sticky with sweetness? Sick with hope? Muddied, unfinished, closer than ever before to death?
Comments (5)
I cannot function without coffee either! Cappucino's my favourite!
Coffee is the love of my life. Loved your Haiku!
Cosy and comfortable, a beautiful Haiku about coffee Daphne!✨💗
Sounds perfect to me with a little flavored creamer just a touch. Good job.
This has such a comforting feel about it.