Epiphanies

the walks i take, and the places they take me

I inhale and let the smoke

Consume my lungs,

thinking of nothing but you.

Thinking of the bitter taste in my mouth

and how I love it so.

Knowing all too well that both

you and the smoke

will someday end me.

And somewhere down the line

I had finally realized,

that in order to receive

the love we deserve,

we must first spread love.

Reviews

[Simon Welsh]

Love this. Your writing is becoming stronger and more mature.

[Michele]

Thank you :) A lot of my old writings on here are from three years or so ago, so that would explain that :P