Ashtrays and Past Days

Dear, Alice

The coffee breathe is to much to bear 

she always said that if you keep on smoking 

you'll leave me here

addiction is a sad pleasure ill tell you the truth

but id give up anything to have stayed with you

lighters were to take the stress away

but lately your shadow has been keeping we awake

reminding me of what i threw away 

by the way sorry for the cigarette stains

Sincerely, An empty Space  

 

Reviews

[Gianna Y]

This poem isn't true, correct..? Its good, but its not true, RIGHT?