Can I Be Your Cigarette?

Autumn depression.

Can I be your cigarette?

Smoke me away until I end

Please let me be your cigarette

For if I die let it happen by your breath

Empty city

Hollow soul

Stand strong

Against the cold

Hold yourself against the wind

I kill your body but inspire your dream

September rain

All the same

Sadness, depression

Inner pain

If you want to hang

Let me be your rope

Time flies like sand

Fades away like smoke

Empty windows

False decisions

Clouds will fall 

And engulf us all

With fire I burn, come and see

Or die with me 

Reviews

[XVCrow]

Nice flow and rhymes. It was a fun read and the pace was quick. Personally enjoyed your descriptive words as well. Thanks for sharing