Poems from dpack1493
When I'm with you, I smoke less
When you're with me, you smoke more
What a perfect way to describe our relationship
You may be good for me...
The stinging of my lungs as I inhale in
The smell of burning paper and fumes fill my nose
The smoke disappears before my eye, becoming...
I have a fear of ladders
I use to have this reoccurring dream
I would be standing on top of a ladder and it would start falling
Falling...
That moment when you realize you belong to the same species that has the evil capacity to kill their brothers, slaughter their children...
They gave me these pills
They want me to change
I'm scared to be happy
I'm afraid to be sane
If I take these capsules
If I swallow...