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Apr 2015
Putting you in between my lips
Is like letting death
Take over me that
Every inhale I make
Fills my lungs with tar
That is slowly keeping me calm
And slowing killing me
As I set fire through my insides
To burn the horrible memories
You have left in me and
The smoke clouds my vision
And blurs my stupid heart
But I am still craving
For the air that you provide me
I don't even care about
What you do to me
And even the nicotine
That you are made of
For I wish with every inhale
Your wholeness disappears but
Still I light one after one
In the hopes that I'll forget
All you ever did
But I feel like with every lit stick
I am winning in a way I am losing
For you are like a cigarette
That keeps me filled
But also the one who wants me killed
Our love is stuck between
My lips and a cigarette
I will keep on smoking
Until I witness myself
Releasing glitters from
My corrupted lungs caused
By the hard beating of my heart.
AD Escol
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AD Escol  Out of the closet
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