you are the last breath
of my cig –
letting my lungs scream
against the cold air –
a quick peace off the edge
down into insanity-
with no where to be,
no one to become –
Journey Through
you are the last breath
of my cig –
letting my lungs scream
against the cold air –
a quick peace off the edge
down into insanity-
with no where to be,
no one to become –