Give Me a Coffee...
or some shit...
I need to wake up,
from this bullshit. PLEASE!
I'm on my knees.
Begging for some kind of relief,
from these...
waste-ass peeps.
This wack-ass news.
These dumb-ass bills.
This Facebook feed.
This fucking greed!
These politics.
These fake-ass friends.
Like...
This fucked up job... from 9-5.
This need to die.
These credit cards.
This relationship.
This stupid shit.
These gas prices.
That fucking construction!
And constant destruction.
The stop and chat.
The need to gab.
The reality shows.
The tabloids.
The media.
The critic.
The debate;
The schism.
The Tool.
Society.
The status quo.
The fake smiles.
The rat race.
Fuck!
All of it.
Don't need it.
Just a fucking coffee.
Thanks...
About the Creator
©I.M. "That Girl," Inure Muse
Hi! I'm "That Girl Muse," author, artist, muse, poet, surrealist and spirit guide, who uses creativity as a means to heal the mind. Each poem's a lil' bit of Inure Muse's story @Find_the_muse & support my work. You can also book me online!
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