I fill my lungs with smoke.
Hoping one day I'll choke and the breath will leave my lungs.
This breath is what everyone wants me to hold onto. Just as I want to hold on to the hope that is slowly dispersing.
Dispersing through the air. I lay bare.
My fears, lies and , truth come to life.
Surrounding me.
Screaming filling my lungs with smoke.
Telling me to choke.
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 9:46 PM UTC
I fill my lungs with smoke.
Hoping one day I'll choke and the breath will leave my lungs.
This breath is what everyone wants me to hold onto. Just as I want to hold on to the hope that is slowly dispersing.
Dispersing through the air. I lay bare.
My fears, lies and , truth come to life.
Surrounding me.
Screaming filling my lungs with smoke.
Telling me to choke.