" Like A Lit Cig"

 “Like A Lit Cigarette”

Here it all begins…

A lighter and a stick of cigarette, nothing to regret because this is how it is.

This is how it starts,

 with just a strike of the tinder that sparks and the fluid which is the blood that pumps through our body

and warms our heart then begins to burn as our soul together which goes forward not in reverse… no time to turn…

Late retaliation is the worst part to do because you don’t know what comes through…

Deal with what you have because it will be your last… and you can’t fix what’s already the past…

Every chemical that slowly burns is like the troubles and struggles that turns into a misty fog of smoke,

That blinds you from reality and then drama builds in your lungs every time you take a puff and soon you’ll be lost.

Lost without a beam of light to set a clear sight to a sense of direction to where you’re headed.

Dreaded and misunderstood and wasted… life is no laughing matter when you’re just messing with it.

Soon someone who does care for you will be that bud and filter that will filter those chemicals and lethal problems that you face and let them displace your mind, so you can focus and see the way before you die, because when the fire has stopped burning you’ll notice that we’ll all face the same thing… 


By: Ink-Less