Blurry eyes
Black coffee
Liquid screens
Non-stop, tip tap
It hurts to sleep
It hurts to breathe
Blurry eyes
Black coffee
Liquid screens
It hursts to sleep
When the pain is persistent
When it runs deep
Ever so deep
I write
The pen keeps gliding
The ink continues to flow
It's like popping a pill
Like an endless stream of liquid relievers
The sticky evening heat reminds me of liquid screens and black coffee
Eternal nights of black ink and liquid crystal displays
The addictive sound of the click clack keyboard
Tip tap
24 hours of bulging eyes and aching hands
She writes
She writes
She writes
About the Creator
Edina Jackson-Yussif
I write about lifestyle, entrepreneurship and other things.
Writer for hire [email protected]
Entrepreneur
Software Developer + Machine Learning Specialist
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