Just A Drag

There is nothing and everything flowing around my mind,

Passing by while silence thunders past

The nothing that screams at me,

Yet everything bothers me not while I remain motionless.


The drag of the of the cigarette is my only measure of time,

Puff after puff and one stick after another,

Only the darkness that pours into my body

With each hit fills my decrepit soul.


Motionless and frozen in time I lie in this pool of nothing,

Letting the smoke fill the room to choke me to death,

Those smoky hands wrapping tight to rip out my heart,

Letting the blood drip out,


Letting the blood drip onto my chest and filling the cavity black,

The smoke filling my soul, the only thing that can fill my decrepit soul

To make me feel whole if only for a moment at a time.




My skin is burns underneath the surface,

Ants crawling up and down,

Setting fire to every cell in my body

And an uncontrollable itch and pain

In an unreachable place.


I claw at my skin,

Talons tearing the skin to shreds,

Blood pours from my wounds,

Yet there is no relief

The anguish I feel.


My heart beats faster,

Breathing gets heavier

With every passing moment

Desperate to feel more,

To feel more than never-ending pain.


My skin dangles from muscle,

Tendons twitching from the fresh air

And tears that pour from my cheeks,

Blood drips to the floor, but all this pain

Led to no eternal relief,

As I know there will be a resurgence of pain.