Cigarette SmokeA Poem by Grace Wolff
To want or not to want It's stronger than me and yet I'm stronger than that, what makes us weak Like that, what made us enemies
that's coming out of my throat and my lungs Not cigarette smoke But your hands that seep into my insides and smother the fire you've kindled in me
Weak and weaker And every look you give me burns me and it breaks out, not just strength, but a weakness that made me stronger And that weakness weakens me till I feel the strength that stabilizes me
Not cigarette smoke, but from my charred lungs, from the eternal scream I'm suffocating And you fuel it Like a flame that only burns when I close my eyes And your eyes, wide open they watch me burn
With your longing for me Longing for us You can smell the smoke from us, 'Cause we're burning
into the ground like little sparks we burn, and burn, and burn, and burn, and burn I'm burning We're burning We're suffocating
© 2025 Grace WolffAuthor's Note
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Added on January 29, 2025 Last Updated on January 29, 2025 AuthorGrace WolffBratislava, SlovakiaAboutHi, I am not going to introduce myself through tiresome lines about me and my hobbies, life and interests. I let you to get to know me through my stories and writing, it is simple like that. I assume .. more..Writing
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