Like cigarette smoke
My world is in a blur.
Gray and dried
Like a cancer that consumed my mind
poisoned and pissed
Anger is my love
Words so venomous
I bet it hurts
¡Danger! There’s no way out
You celebrate all the time that I waste
My bones are breaking under the weight of your success
We can be alone, together
Just know that every smile is a lie
Every Words been a line
Shedblack nights
Without a dawn
Alone behind my own made walls
Save me,Lie too me,Help me home
No more ropes
I’ve run out of power ups
No recharge
If it’s not for the barrel of a gun
Cuz my fuel makes me sick
And I’m To tired to rise on my own
To lonely to ask for help
… a perfectly composed disaster I would say
Like cigarette smoke;
Rising slowly,
Blunt and gray
A shadow that slowly fades away
Put me down with the worms
In my own made hole
I wanna switch this hell for another one
Oh I wonder
How many roses em I worth?
4 comments
That’s pretty damn good for someone who’s not a poet.
Well Thank you so very much ! 🙂
“c’est ne pas une pipe”
🙂
ce n’est pas un renard 😉