cigarette ash burns into my skin
an exposé of the number of times
i've ****** something up
one for some beer
one for some ***
one for trying to take the only life i've got
one for sneaking out
one for the bag i packed
another for all the traits that I lack
my lungs are already a graveyard
i must heave to welcome oxygen
but i don't think i care anymore
dust has made its home in my airways
and the embers on skin is my destructive healing
bit by bit, burn by burn
I write an apology letter across my flesh
but i fear i do not have enough surface area
maybe one day, my skin will be nothing
but a sheet of burns and blisters
and those around me won't be able
to stand the sight of me
Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 12:36 PM UTC
cigarette ash burns into my skin
an exposé of the number of times
i've ****** something up
one for some beer
one for some ***
one for trying to take the only life i've got
one for sneaking out
one for the bag i packed
another for all the traits that I lack
my lungs are already a graveyard
i must heave to welcome oxygen
but i don't think i care anymore
dust has made its home in my airways
and the embers on skin is my destructive healing
bit by bit, burn by burn
I write an apology letter across my flesh
but i fear i do not have enough surface area
maybe one day, my skin will be nothing
but a sheet of burns and blisters
and those around me won't be able
to stand the sight of me
Again, another really really old piece. Feedback appreciated!!