Life Addiction

She lived life behind a smoke veil

Breathing wisps down her throat

Burning the herbs and her lungs

The scent of roses flooding her thoughts

Invading early mornings and sunsets

She lived life with two fingers up in a peace sign

But peace wasn't what she signified

Occasionally, one finger came down

Anyone can guess which one stayed up

She lived life with ashes dwelling in her body

While drenched in winter rain

Sometimes the menthol was followed up by harsh drinks

But it kept the monsters in bay

She lived life under a pseudo name

Given by the society she was forced to remain

Loser, or bum was reoccurring

They didn't see the fire that ran in her veins

She lived life with a toxin on her tongue

It only emphasized the truth behind her words

All the liquor kept on the shelf

All the different types of rum

Were labeled after all the people who couldn't keep to themselves

She lived life drowning cigarette butts

It was second nature learning to extinguish flames

To learn to shut down toxic people

To shoot down broken records

She lived life where cigarettes were more than cigarettes in a poem

Words were more than words in a poem

Where smokes, herbs, and ashes...

were actions, speeches, and consequences

In a world where she had to burn herself down

Just to rise up for beliefs they couldn't accept...

She lived life the only way she could

Smoke from beginning to end

Light heat, but darling

How many souls she sent to bed....

How many addicts sent to heaven...

Reviews

[PatrickPink]

Mate this is fantastic. The consistency of your imagery is on point, tying the whole poem together, I love the metaphors you use and your alliteration is really strong to. I liked 'toxins on the tongue' particularly! Only thing I'd say is the line 'lived life drowning cigarettes' feels a little rough, maybe go over that one?? Still a sick piece, congratulations!

[wolfie]

Thank you very much! I'm glad you like it.