Leftover Coffee

Looks like I've done

What I can

Tried to give my last breath

It was all that I had

So I ruled with my pen

Try to call you my friend

Becoming more

What you request

Who's going to finish my coffee now

That you're gone

Looks like I've done

It again

Try to be all I am

Not enough

To have your hand

So I travelled far

With your letters in my hands

And then stand with confidence

Who's going to make me laugh now

That you're gone

Who's going to make me laugh now

That you're gone

Looks like I've done

It again

Put my trust in a man

Who made my garden next to him

But I can breathe on my own

I do not need his backbone

Though it was nice

Sometimes to lean

Now I seem lost and in between

Who's going to make me laugh now

That you're gone

Why do words sometimes grow weak

As time goes on