Category: Poems

  • I’m not one for letting Coffee go to waste

    For how longhave I been living on autopilot?Living the same cyclesover and over againwithout critical analysisof my intentions, purposes,beliefs,values? Was it a method of survival,sticking close to what I knewand could trust,when so much beyondfelt out of control,despairing? Was it an avoidance of vulnerability,of coming face to facewith my deeper selfand acknowledging the change I…