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 Feb 2016 Red
LN
Cigarettes
 Feb 2016 Red
LN
She held onto the cigarette
quivering hands and ****** veins
it lit up and scorched the leaves
infiltrating in her tensed lungs.
It reminded her of him.

Breathing in the grey smoke,
she suffocated from
the air that they weren't sharing.

Hugging the cigarette,
with his shapely lips
she knew that any attempt
of kissing him
would **** her
but yet she longed to die
at his touch.
- she loved him so much-
 Feb 2016 Red
Ebba Cederholm
Gently I pick up the packet.
Put a cigarette between my cracked lips.
Fire.
Start to inhale.
I feel how the air is ****** out of my pure
lungs to suddenly be replaced with new filthy air.
I rapidly feel how the nicotine fill my brain and then
seeps out into the bloodstream and slowly assumes my veins.
Like a drug or like falling in love.
First everything at once, then slowly.
Breathing the smoke in to keep living but it slowly ends my life,
and it will hurt, hurt like hell.
 Feb 2016 Red
Sydney Mae Dompier
now I realize why I smoke my cigarettes
because they taste like your mouth.
the nicotine courses through my veins
reminding me of your electric touch
making my body go numb
and my mind buzz.
these thoughts I can no longer ignore while inhaling the devil smoke into my charcoal lungs.
wishing I could forget how to inhale
because it only reminds me that
every breath is closer
to my last.
 Feb 2016 Red
Scribo-Dolorum
“I want to buy a pack of Marlboro reds and smoke them one by one.
Twenty little friends to calm my nerves.
Twenty times I’ll count which memories I’m burning away.
I’m dizzy from the nicotine, but thinking more clearly now.
There’s a sick satisfaction
in killing yourself slowly.
I want to understand the songs
about needing a smoke.”
1:34 p.m, Monday, March 9, 2015
- j.d
 Feb 2016 Red
Levi Andrew
Some Autumn evening..
I grabbed a cigarette.
Lit it without thinking.
A few years after..
Another Autumn day..
I met you.
I love you daily.
Without thinking
Because who knows?
One day, you may replace...
My pack of Marlboro Menthols.
For Kylia, my new love.
 Feb 2016 Red
Nettie
Tonight is for the lonely people
With stale cigarettes on their lips
Watching the  world
With heavy eyelids

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