Monday, April 6, 2015


Pen in between teeth,
Legs under the sheet.
Dark thoughts swirling. 
To entertain? 

Back, against the wall,
Eyes adrift. 
A pack of Pall Mall. 
Heart skips a beat. 
Ah forget it.
Give in. 
Light a stick. 

Words being sifted, 
tongue almost tasting them. 
A cough? 
Words being held back. 

One last hit, 
The glow slowly fades. 
Die just a little bit, 
with every cigarette stick. 
How melancholic.

Painting by YukiCryHikari

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