the release has come.
a grateful breath.
retaining walls are
coming down
i light a cigarette.

suddenly, i can see.
all the reasons fell in to me.
close the door,
i'm not coming home.

out at night
i set the pace,
calling
for
a little grace...
i light another smoke.

i softly whisper to myself
god, i'm glad i made it.
i'll think of you
from time to time.
your crimson heart
and selfish lines.
i walk
alone
it starts to rain.
you
might need a smoke.