Kiss of Death

First they were useful

seemed like the needs

felt like best friends

smoke, drinks, those smells-

seemed so awesome;

like the uncontrollable sexual desire

in the dark wild night-

as if nothing in the world does matter;

first these were life saving

then became life;

now they are stronger

than the self

more potent than my extreme power

a strong toxin;

poison already injected

life is faint

life is scared

every effort breaks

like pieces of glass;

a scream for help

seems like an invalid's frail body

life is confused and desperate

and there is a void of nothingness-

only those smells remain.

at first it was fun, an adventure

now it’s a tragedy, a lost battle

  a kiss of death.

Reviews

[BeccaB]

i love the flow of this piece its great ^_^, the use of language is very well done and the sences and imagry produced by your word is brilliant ^_^
i can relate to this peace and it made me smile to see someone with such understanding