Coffee and Dresses
from The Nuance Diaries Hosted by Alexa Juanita Jordan
I’m back with another poem! I actually technically wrote this as a song, but it also works as a poem. You can listen to the voice over if you’re curious about what the melody sounds like. Here we go! The pain bubbles up inside me In ordinary moments When I’m wearing a dress Headed home from a party - Or the next morning When I’m on my own drinking coffee - Unspoken wounds Heavy like tombs Carrying all I don’t say - Like “how are you?” I’m fine Well surprise, that’s a lie Even when all is well But you’d never tell - It’s all very cliche The feelings I write away And lock up behind wall and key - Can you carry the weight Can you even wait For what I’ll say behind closed doors? - Will it be enough To explain, or too much Or will you wish I had said more? - This was probably too much This was probably too much - I drink coffee for heat More than caffeine It helps me know I’m alive I’m alive, I’m alive I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive And everything will be “fine.” This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit thenuancediaries.substack.com/subscribe
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