Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2020
Smoke my life away
Each cigarette in the ashtray
Just taking off another day
And I pray
For rain
But these fires still remain
Just another day
Until I reach my fate
A day much too late
Slowly I decay
So I'll smoke another,
If I may
I have no shame
Death is inevitable, anyway
I'll be just the same as these ashes
As in the grave
Rose
Written by
Rose  25/F/United States
(25/F/United States)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems