an un lit cigarette dangled from her lips
even the slightest breeze would blow it away
she brought fire between her cupped hands
inhale, exhale
relaxation settling in
She had spent her entire life trying to find what she was missing
Always curious what shade of green lied on the other side
Never satisfied with anything less than what her daddy promised
Her only true goal had been to locate her inner peace
to be one with whatever purpose she was sent to fulfill
Hours of meditation and countless attempts to achieve out of body experiences, in hope that the light would illuminate and the spark inside of her would be aflame with knowledge
still, no answer
only empty shot glasses, and ashtrays full of roaches
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC
an un lit cigarette dangled from her lips
even the slightest breeze would blow it away
she brought fire between her cupped hands
inhale, exhale
relaxation settling in
She had spent her entire life trying to find what she was missing
Always curious what shade of green lied on the other side
Never satisfied with anything less than what her daddy promised
Her only true goal had been to locate her inner peace
to be one with whatever purpose she was sent to fulfill
Hours of meditation and countless attempts to achieve out of body experiences, in hope that the light would illuminate and the spark inside of her would be aflame with knowledge
still, no answer
only empty shot glasses, and ashtrays full of roaches
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