I stare,
The outsider looking in.
******** comment,
Or a practiced defence?
Cigarette slowly shrinking,
Ember glowing bright.
Out of options,
Out of time.
Walls closing in,
Creeping like vines.
Shotglass is full,
unlike the bottle.
May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 11:53 AM UTC
I stare,
The outsider looking in.
******** comment,
Or a practiced defence?
Cigarette slowly shrinking,
Ember glowing bright.
Out of options,
Out of time.
Walls closing in,
Creeping like vines.
Shotglass is full,
unlike the bottle.
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