Saturday, September 13, 2014

Ode to Cigarettes (Draft 4)

The end of your body burns brightly
Releasing the essence of your spirit 
Entering my soul and filling my lungs
with the pungent fragrance of Death

Selbstmord begehen (to commit suicide)

My nerves, they crave you
My silver chain, caresses my heart

Making my every desire, yours

Abhängigkeit (addiction)


I loathe the very thought of you
But all it takes is one glimpse of 
your long, slender figure, and I know,
I am yours again

Rückfall (relapse)

As your numbers,

quickly dwindle away,
in a spark of fire,
I hate myself more
and more, but I know,
I know that one day 
My soul will be cleansed
As I ascend to Heaven
With clouds at my feet

Rauchschwaden (cloud of smoke)