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Sani Jun 2019
Sleepless nights and cigarettes
I breathed in the pain, out the money
Shaking on the floor, chewing rent rates
Call me sweet thing, call me honey
I keep on breathing in the pain
Out the money that you keep chewing
Dad don't appreciate girls this insane
Before he appears, let's keep running...
i thought writing bout a messed up teen would help me gain strength soooo~
MisfitOfSociety May 2019
Like the smoke from a tossed away cigarette,
I didn’t think about it much then.
The smoke hatched into a forest fire,
I am thinking about it a lot now.
I went out of my way to ignore the smoke,
Now I am choking on a black lung.

Trying to build an ark,
When the flood has already come.
All the animals have drowned,
It is only me left now.
I hope I find arm bands,
Because I never learned how to swim.


Don’t leave your arm bands at home.
Ava Courtney May 2019
I was your cigarette. You put me out, after lighting me up. Like a cigarette you ignited me and raised me to your scornful lips, you made me your addiction and i let you consume me. You only used me when you were bored and stepped on me once you were done. You'd watch me burn and blatantly ignore the ashes falling. And when u got tired of me, you left me alone and  moved onto your next cigarette.
Oliver O'Connor Mar 2019
outside in the dark with a broken heart
you said you loved it when my blood shed,
said that **** was art
I'm thinking over how your eyes shined in the bright night sky
you said it's nothing - it's not scary -
but won't tell me why
you held my arm down in the bathroom, see it all pour out
said get to class, gave me a kiss
don't let them know about
the scars put on me or the bruises that have yet to heal
I won't say nothing, you'll still love me
that was now the deal
I'm on sidewalk high as ****, don't know my whereabouts
this LSD must keep my mind straight
now I'm crying out
you said it's nothing, just some stress you release with a fist
my jaws sits crooked, my heads dizzy,
there's blood on my wrist
she wore the smile on her face just like a loaded gun
said keep them blisters covered up
and don't tell anyone
from shaving razors and the needles you hide behind your back
I'm like a doll, just like a pin cushion
that's blue and black
you said you loved me but you'd trade me for a cigarette
now I'm just smoking all 19
the thunder makes 'em wet
outside in the street walking towards the cars
I'd rather die then watch you use me,
giving me more scars
Oliver O'Connor Mar 2019
maybe if I didn't see you that summer day
maybe if I didn't hear your laugh
maybe if I didn't talk to you the first day we met
maybe if I didn't ask for your name
maybe if I didn't wish to be your friend
maybe if I didn't follow you around all summer
maybe if I didn't see you in the hallway so much
maybe if I didn't buy you things
maybe if I didn't get your friends to like me
maybe if I didn't see you stare at me when 'I wasn't looking'
maybe if I didn't kiss you in front of the courtyard
maybe if I didn't ask you out on my birthday for luck

maybe if I didn't let you in

maybe if I didn't hold your hand so tight
maybe if I didn't text you so late at night
maybe if I didn't talk so much
maybe if I didn't call so often when you were sad
maybe if I didn't spend so much money on our two-month gift
maybe if I didn't tell you so much
maybe if I didn't smoke so many cigarettes

then

maybe
just maybe

I would have been better off.
FinkZ Mar 2019
If only forgetting you are like smoking
My dreams and memories are the tobacco burning
Watch each of the tobacco leafs turning into ashes
Then put the ashes on my ashtray
Throw them away so I could see them goes away

If only to end my love for you by smoking
Using the poisonous carbon monoxide to weaken my heart’s desire to keep you with me,
**** the butterflies inside my belly
And the cancer cells will eat the remaining feelings inside me

Sometimes I wished smoking helps
But reality, every inhaler I took, my life slowly ends
Every cigarettes I burnt doesn’t lead me one step further
Most likely I slowly make myself to be dead in one spot
I smoked too much I guess
devine Mar 2019
i remember when we first met
there were butterflies in my stomach
you were sweet
i couldn’t taste anything else
we danced
and i couldn’t help but amazed

you were nothing like a threat
so i ****** it up and took the bullet

i was finally aware
when you made me burn that cigarette
and poured me in liquors
putting all the complexity inside me
not that it was something i hate
but you revealed your real face

i believed it’ll pass
and you were not an ***
but i discovered the abyss
that lies within your kiss

you abandoned me here
alone and broken
with thoughts of perfections
that’s just merely thoughtless imaginations

there were only cigarette packs
and my heartbreak
i used to light one
and felt the freedom filled my lungs
now i light one
and only feel the burns in my heart
what you left me with.
mischa Mar 2019
‘the good news’, i tell God,
‘is that we’re dying.’
i look up at the dark, cloudy skies,
wondering if this is really my fate,
forcing you and everyone to see me in this god forsaken state.
‘we’re just as dead we will be in a few decades’,
by which i mean,
not yet dead,
but definitely working towards it.

God looks back at me, disappointment in their eyes.
they let out a sigh, as a wasted attempt of blowing me away,
then rolls their eyes all the way to the point where they should be able to see their own brain.

the taste of failure on my tongue,
           i failed you
                i failed you
                     i failed you
keeps echoing through my head,
i just want to go,
i just want to forget,

God gives me a look, almost upset, and then turns their back.


‘i’ll just blame it on cancer’
i say, as i light another cigarette.
pretty happy with the way this turned out.
chitragupta Mar 2019
Hello there, stranger.
Come for a little darkness, have you?
Trade me a cigarette,
and I'll dive into the depths of time
to conjure some horrors true,
Scars old and wounds anew
Would it not be easy if the past could be shed like a lizard's tail?
It would give space for new memories to grow
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