Coffee mug silence
You sit with your coffee mug pressed against your face,
As if almost hiding, full with disgrace.
Is this really how it's going to go.
Confusion fills the air, along with tension
Battling against each other to claim victory
I am sure this is just you, how is it me.
I sit with my coffee mug swallowing all words, it's just the radio, the wind and the birds.
Yet the silence breaks it all.
Coffee cups finished with, and up goes that wall.
