Friday, April 3, 2015

Square of four.

And you were just like the cigarettes I was smoking, I knew it was killing me slowly , but I enjoyed every whiff. Just like them you were making me dizzy and every breath I made was making my chest hurt. They were bad, and you were too. Inhaling the memories and exhaling the pain, over and over again until the fire is gone and you are gone with it. The smoke was spreading in my lungs, the exact way you were spreading in my mind. Slow but lethal poison running through my veins.And I am stifling this one just to light a new one again...until I finally burn as one with you.

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