her mouth, tainted by the faded taste of cigarettes
spoke of the horrors that filled her mind
her hands, battered and bruised
shook as they returned
her lips trembled
he thought that only happened in stories
her eyes welled
he didn’t know what to do
she was pulled in an embrace
and he held her tight
her chest shook with every rattling breath she took
a desperate attempt to hold back the crawling smoke slipping through her cigarette tainted mouth and trembling lips
a cry wanting to escape
but her teeth were a prison and there were no bars
only stone on top of stone
preventing that smoke from fleeing
so moments go by
until the horrors passed her mind
her hands lay still
and her lips settled
eyes emptied
those rattling breaths turned deep
and he didn’t notice
because with her in his clutch
he could only think about the time when he thought
that people like her
only existed in stories