Coffee's Aroma at 4:44 A.M.

Coffee's Aroma at 4:44 A.M.

A Poem by Frieda P

4:44 Coffee's Aroma        

 

4:44 A.M. making coffee 

given up on sleep 

fighting the battle 

between flashbacks and nightmares 

childhood fears carried over 

terror, guilt and shame 

growing up doesn't eradicate this pain 

thinking how i ever slept back then 

now remember I blocked it all out 

if only i could visit that world again 

oblivion is a good place to live 

before all the horrific memories 

what's so great about the real world anyway 

unless your eyes are shut 

the news, the injustice and insight 

the knowledge of such unspeakable crimes 

none for the faint of heart 

what's left aside from a sense of humor 

to get you through all the triggers 

without one I'd certainly go the way 

of insanity and lala nonsense totally 

so for now I'll just be amused 

that the best part of most days 

will be making coffee before 

sun comes up waiting for 

that time i can switch to 

something stronger 

to ease the pain 

and temporarily 

hopefully, forget...

© 2012 Frieda P


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A powerful write on the effect on childhood's abuse and the problems of the world when we are growing with its pains and difficulties. Some people use medicine , some use bitter coffee , some resort to alcohol ... like you said to temporarily ease the pain ...Thank you for sharing this with us...

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

8 Years Ago

Thank you for your insightful critique, sometimes coffee, sometimes not. So temporary yes, but it's.. read more
Sami Khalil

8 Years Ago

I like coffee too. A good write...



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Mir
I'm sorry that you and your sister went through this. But you are wonderfully talented! Thank you for sharing your beautiful writing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

8 Years Ago

Thank you for your kindness, means a lot.
Such a wonderful piece. It's absolutely true, and unveils a truth of life that no one really wants to open their eyes to.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Frieda P

8 Years Ago

Very true, some people still can't see the light even when they're smacked up the side of the head w.. read more
there is a realism in this piece that triggers an emotional response in the reader.. I can empathise when the terrors that don't go away... the deep meanderings of your mind is a good place to find solace, compassion and understanding.. it is somehow comforting to know that you have thought about those unspeakable crimes.. that you share in the burden of such pain... I also like the parts that look scribbed out, a very nice touch.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

8 Years Ago

I wish I could find some compassion in my own mind, I guess I do that by writing. Thanks for your k.. read more
Such poignancy in an honest and brutal account of the shell left by abuse. So well written and so difficult to read without cringing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

8 Years Ago

Thank you John, didn't mean to make you cringe, but that's the harsh reality in the aftermath. So ma.. read more
A powerful write on the effect on childhood's abuse and the problems of the world when we are growing with its pains and difficulties. Some people use medicine , some use bitter coffee , some resort to alcohol ... like you said to temporarily ease the pain ...Thank you for sharing this with us...

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

8 Years Ago

Thank you for your insightful critique, sometimes coffee, sometimes not. So temporary yes, but it's.. read more
Sami Khalil

8 Years Ago

I like coffee too. A good write...

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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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