Where there's smoke, there's fire...

I wrote this at at time in in my life when i smoked and I was quite young and everyone asked why I smoked. I was going through a tough time in life and nicotine seemed to be a great way to make sense of the world. I felt more obligated to express myself w

I just did it
signed a contract with death

Had a cigarette

What chained my mind
Is now oblliviated

The world seems closer
In every exhale

I thought of my grandpa on the third puff
And lung cancer from genetics

I thought of how intense life is
When the only way to ease the pain
Is to light up

I cannot complain
Everyone makes mistakes

All I can do is learn
And remember an absolution
Runs freely, like smoke

Reviews

[Tara Ghorm]

Nicely done! Poetry is such a wonderful way to express ones self. I've never smoked, but I have alot of friends who have or do. So, I know how difficult it can be to stop. I'm glad you were able to voice your inner feelings during this time in your life.
Keep up the good work.

[Pepsimax]

10/10, loved it. I could applause my laptop after reading that piece and infact I'm gonna'.