—hit twice, think once
It sounded bold, it sounded clean,
Two shots to cut the in-between.
You wanted strength, a jolt, a spark,
Instead, you stirred the inner dark.
The first one hit like rocket pride,
The second cracked the things you hide.
You said, “I’ve got this,” loud and sure,
Then gripped the cup like something pure.
But boldness isn’t brewed in haste,
And courage leaves a bitter taste.
Your hands now shake, your thoughts combust,
This wasn’t fuel. This was mistrust.
You ordered more. You called it drive.
But double down won’t make you thrive.
📜 Double Shot Doubt – The Recipe
Ingredients:
- 2 oz Espresso (both pulled fast—like every decision you regret)
- ¼ oz Brown Sugar Syrup (sweetness that won’t save you)
- Dash of Sea Salt (because you thought you were healed)
- Garnish: None—clarity doesn’t dress up
Instructions:
Pull two espresso shots in rapid succession. Stir in syrup and salt. Pour into a small ceramic cup with slightly shaky hands. Stare at it like it owes you something. Drink all at once. Wait for your optimism to buckle quietly beneath the buzz.