True Love of Coffee

There was a moment in my life when I failed
I tried to do something that was impossible
My body wouldn’t move anymore, it was beyond exhaustion
I had pushed myself to the breaking point and far beyond
Exceeding my limit, I lost sight of who I was
But most importantly I distanced myself from everyone
For a short while I believed in defining who I was alone
Yet for this solitude I discovered not who I was
Simply marking the point that I could not pass
I forced my dreams to carry my corpse
Farther than anyone should ever travel alone
I managed to mend broken bone with an unbreakable will
But as my spirit slowly failed my body became still
My hope could not resist the plea of hearing no voice
As the only sound I witnessed was simply my faded and shallow breathing
A soul half awake and half insane
Trying to find itself a light to signal the way
Yet the flame to which it was lured had never faultered
and I learned without doubt or hesitation,
that my heart would always choose to stay

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