Killing Me Softly

I inhale your toxins, where you seem to get your pleasure.

Dark charcoal clouds of poisonous waste,

I am addicted, yet ignorant towards your harmful effects.

How charismatic am I? With you carefully placed between my fingers,

using you for social expenses,

as I laugh in collective gatherings,

yet choke on my own air.

My lungs are soiled black,

though you don’t seem to mind,

because you are only here to make a profit,

and to take the lives of those who are devoted to your taste.

I complain because I know that it’s impossible for me to give up on you,

to quit to save myself,

I crave your satisfying relish of tobacco,

to keep me alive,

because without you, I’d have nowhere else to turn,

I breathe you in, and feel you burn against my throat,

fulfilling the temptation that I am unable to resist,

as my body aches inside,

incapable of walking away,

but you already know that you won…

Reviews

[-Aurelia Mirella]

Stupire. [Amazing.]

Gah, I love it.

The picture, the title, and the poem are all just -WOW.

You have a wonderful gift.

Great job.

Always,
-Aurelia Mirella

[bluessadmood]

i only came here for this the title ,killing me softly ,how i loved this song,only not with the charcoal but with her words,lovely work

[J.Black]

ONCE AGAIN, THIS WAS AWESOME!