Smoke · 12:38am Oct 25th, 2022
Nicotine stains my life
Consuming itself like a cigarette
Lit in the ashtray of my heart
Multiple burns litter it's surface
One of them stands out among the plane
Marred heart shaped, healing, painful
Our love drifts away just like smoke
Smoke in the wind, our lives drift appart
Subject to the whims of the world
Maybe one day it shall bring us back
What will I do then? I don't know
Take you back? Make you forget me?
I don't know.
gotten into poetry as of late, pretty shitty but it let's me cry my heart out.
expect more of these, only here I can share them without shame.
-ComatoseVEVO