Marlboro 27'sA Poem by sinNsincerityI’ve been on an unhealthy diet of water and cigarettes: Marlboro 27’s. I’ve lost hope for this awful planet, So I keep my faith on making it to heaven. My insanity and conception of life isn’t a curse. I do admit that it is a gift that I had obtained Since I was a young kid. I’m keeping my soul, But the heart inside of my body is growing oh so cold! This feeling leaves me more than sick! Why? Because I have no control over this. I have been controlled with my mind stuck inside of me. Look around! I see nothing but sorrows on this ground. An angel’s voice is the only sound ringing in my head Killing my innocence. I can’t afford a decent meal for myself Because my pockets only contain twenty-five cents. I get no help taking care of myself Or loving myself. I’m searching for a love for myself, But I need no help. Forget my health Because my sickness is stealth. If you see my face, You would never know of all the problems I face. Deep inside I couldn’t hide the truth, So this is the life I face. I want to know more than your name. I want to remember your face No matter the pain it brings. I would never abuse your kindness because… My eyes see through blindness. My mellow tone is far from shyness, But I’m not too sure you want to understand all of this. Plus, they’re days where I think of suicide every five minutes... Novelties are my serenity Because they help me escape all of my insecurities. Making love with scriptures and to those I don’t know names of Because they paint me the perfect picture of imperfection. The devil: She leaves no fingerprints... © 2015 sinNsincerityFeatured Review
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