yes i smoke

i smoke to put something in my hand

to replace the same place your hand used to rest

so maybe its a force of habit

yes i smoke

just to keep something warm near me

because most things are painfully cold lately.

In my arms lies a broken angel.
Her golden halo strung from her neck.
Her arms are covered in battle wounds, That spell out the hateful words that she always listened to.
I gently brushed her blonde locks from her face and kissed her eyes, whispering to her, once again, another good night.
I then gently laid her down in a bed of roses to let her sleep away the monsters.
Those that haunted her innocence and stole her youth.
Those that put her in the predicament of her broken heart

I would've told you that love at first sight
Was just a bad joke for me to laugh at
But it was a disease that infected me
Your hello was full of love
And it cornered me
Wrapped my in its grip
Unwilling to let go
Your hello was full of joy
And it filled me with happiness
I only laughed when you were around
Your hello was magical
All I could see in my future was you
But now that your gone
Your hello has become a curse
There's still a remnant of you
You had me at hello
Until you said goodbye

My unshed tears
Are flooding the hole
*In my chest...