Angie Thomas Poet Blank verse

My Blood Is Caffeinated

Coffee runs through my veins,
and under eye circles are now
a permanent feature on this face.
my eyes beg me for rest, as I
stare at the computer screen. 
I have to keep working my brain tells me.
I wanna breakdown and cry, 
my heart reminds me,
as i put on a cheerful smile,
and brave each day, each class.
"you're the most cheerful person
I've ever met", they tell me,
not knowing the girl underneath.
If only they saw what goes into 
wearing this "beautiful smile" of mine.
If only they saw me, 
as i cry myself to sleep,
every night, as the darkness surrounded me.
will they still think my smile is "beautiful"?
Will they still think I'm "the most cheerful person 
they've met"?
My blood is caffeinated. Every night, 
I toss and turn. Sleep eludes me,
when I am alone with my demons.
And the zombie that I have become,
knows "no sorrow". the zombie that I have become is happy.
She doesn't think. She doesn't feel. She only smiles.
The zombie that I have become,
is who they think I am

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Manmath Dalei April 13, 2016 at 1:49 AM A great write. It is really happening in our day to day life. 'sleep eludes me'....is very correct.I enjoyed.~7~..........with love Angie Thomas April 16, 2016 at 4:14 PM Thank you for your kind comments Manmath :)

Laura Breidenthal March 20, 2016 at 4:31 PM "And the zombie that I have become, knows "no sorrow". the zombie that I have become is happy." oooh, this is so good, it kills me. Very well done. You're a real trooper it seems. Hope you are doing well! Always, Laura Angie Thomas April 16, 2016 at 4:15 PM Thank you Laura. hope you have a great weekend. hugs, Angie

Rohaan Suresh February 25, 2016 at 1:05 AM the poem reminds me strongly of myself. I really connected with the poem. I myself love coffee. The poem was so espresso-ing. Great work. Enjoyed reading it. Angie Thomas February 25, 2016 at 11:53 AM Haha thank you Rohaan :)

Poet Destroyer A February 19, 2016 at 11:51 PM Hi, Angie ..I just told my daughter about this poem...she loves caffeine. You expressed yourself well. Love the zombie remark. (look) thanks for the reply. Linda Angie Thomas February 20, 2016 at 11:13 AM Awww thanks again Linda ?? And it seems like your daughter and I are stitched from the same cloth eh? How old is she?

Poet Destroyer A February 19, 2016 at 10:00 PM Angie, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA Angie Thomas February 19, 2016 at 11:16 PM Thank you so much Linda. It's so hard to keep up with university and writing and everything, but I try. Thank you for taking the time out to read my work :)

Skat A December 20, 2015 at 3:13 PM ANGIE, stopped by to enjoy some of the best poems and poets of 2010 - 1015 :) Hope you are well enjoying what is left of 2015. Sending an early Christmas Message with Hugs. May you have a blessed Christmas and a happy New Year. Good luck in all you do during 2016. ~SKAT LOVE~ Angie Thomas February 19, 2016 at 11:17 PM Thank you skat for your kind words. I know this reply is way late, but I barely get room to breathe these days. I'm glad that you enjoyed it though :)

Paul Callus December 8, 2015 at 2:03 PM Hi Angie, this is quite an expressive poem in which you bare some of your personal emotions. I suggest you drink less coffee and sleep more:) Overworking yourself will not do you much good; work and play need to be evenly balanced. Get rid of that zombie, so that we can see a bright smile from the real you:) ~ All the best. // paul