Frozen Coffee

Ugh!

I get frustrated when I like a poem so much and have no words to describe that!! I have read this piece waaaay to much, and I find myself coming back to read it, wanting to say something about it but no words come out!

Anyways, I just love it <3
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I voted for this piece and I'm so glad that it won the challenge, you definitely deserved it! I nominated it for the weekly contest so I hope it wins there as well. :)

Your words never fail to amaze me! They are just so well thought out and flow effortlessly. <3

Upon my first read of this, I actually envisioned the first stanza as an actual highway with a drunk driving scene, but after reading it a few times more, I realized I wasn't reading deep enough.

The highway is a metaphor for the life you once lived that was full of addiction. You drank to escape your life but yet the nightmares still continued even after you passed out from the vodka, maybe even making them more vivid.

I think the second stanza is talking about the fear of letting go of your routine, your addiction. It was all you had known and you were afraid that without the alcohol, you would feel the things you were trying to escape.

I adore the third stanza and the image of kicking the bottle around! It definitely showcases the thoughts of someone torn between going back to their addiction or following the new pathway towards recovery and a new lifestyle.

The image of nibbling on a pen is great, allowing the reader to envision you deep in thought while considering what to write when you see a familiar set of eyes, eyes that used to be yours and how you can relate to who this person is and what they are going through...drinking coffee as a substitute to alcohol.

Great write, as always.

Nicely pen...reminding me of my life ....

I really loved this when I read it in the contest. :) the metaphor was great and the wording flowed well to tella great story. II'm not great at commenting metaphor poems. But this one really touched my heart.

Love and like the combinations