Existence by Shiloh Celestia Monroe

Jan 2017

3:00 A.M.
Smoke escapes my lips as I ponder existence.
Death.
Darkness.
Depression.
All just words that burn like this bowl.
And at the end
We all end up in smoke.

Written by

Shiloh Celestia Monroe 26/Pangender/Akron, OH

(26/Pangender/Akron, OH)

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