Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Ode to Cigarettes

Your sickly sweet scent
Enters my soul
Filling my lungs
with the fragrance of Death

Selbstmord begehen

My nerves, they crave you!
Your sickly sweet embrace
They do not know how
to settle without you


I loathe you
I hate you
but one kiss from you
and I'm yours again


One day, your hold on me
will grow weak and weary
Your kisses will be powerless
and I will finally be free
I'll drift off into the Heavens
With a cloud at my feet