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Myself is as toxic as this cigarette I'm breathing But I'm still alive So might as well keep breathing it       Inhaling it's glorious poison Into my body Cause I feel like I have no body Even when everyone is around All I hear is the silence between the sounds It's a battle with endless rounds     I'm bruised and I keep taking these punches I'm so deeply bruised Can you stop this for one sec. ! But life doesn't stop for anyone   So I keep saying just this once As an excuse for all the mistakes I've done And from every problem I run But it's a race that's never been won I thank god for every breath I breathe But I keep breathing this disease      help me please Cause I'm empty And the smoke fills me plenty With sweet nothing Such sweet nothing I do truly believe In the greatness I can sieze But how can I pour out so much of me When the the truth is I'm empty Hollow And the right guidelines I don't follow I'm so empty So hollow I'm the worst and best thing That's ever happened to me So the punches I'll keep on taking And I'll keep doing the same mistakes n' I know it will end up okay If it's not okay Then it's not the end
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Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 5:42 PM UTC
Late Night Cigarette Thoughts
Myself is as toxic as this cigarette I'm breathing But I'm still alive So might as well keep breathing it       Inhaling it's glorious poison Into my body Cause I feel like I have no body Even when everyone is around All I hear is the silence between the sounds It's a battle with endless rounds     I'm bruised and I keep taking these punches I'm so deeply bruised Can you stop this for one sec. ! But life doesn't stop for anyone   So I keep saying just this once As an excuse for all the mistakes I've done And from every problem I run But it's a race that's never been won I thank god for every breath I breathe But I keep breathing this disease      help me please Cause I'm empty And the smoke fills me plenty With sweet nothing Such sweet nothing I do truly believe In the greatness I can sieze But how can I pour out so much of me When the the truth is I'm empty Hollow And the right guidelines I don't follow I'm so empty So hollow I'm the worst and best thing That's ever happened to me So the punches I'll keep on taking And I'll keep doing the same mistakes n' I know it will end up okay If it's not okay Then it's not the end
lina-s
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Lebanese
Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 5:42 PM UTC
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