Cigarette Sessions Vol.1

poem by: Robin Lucas
Written on Nov 17, 2016 

I feel the ember race
toward my fingertips
I do not stop it,
I force it to my lips.

I let it burn me
before I let it go,
A reminder that
this is killing me

But I smile
because it felt so good
while I did.
Time to go.
Break time is up.

 

Tags: sad, depressing, pain, dark, weird,

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Christopher Russon commented:
Good poem.I have a beer sometimes .Sometimes to often. Working on cutting down.

 

 

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