Can everyone see that life's a lot like a cigarette
Where people buy u, take ur breathe and kill u
Slowly but surely toss u into the ashtray
Like the helpless castaway
Cigarettes burn
Everyone says that cigarettes burn
And I know they burn
But sometimes it's not about the burn
Maybe it's the thrill of seeing something fade
Into ashes where they bade
Farewell oh my smokey fire
Into the air, lungs and life desire
@Literatureomar I stayed at the train station where it changed from light to dar, from warm to cold, from life to death for a chance to bask in your happiness again. Alas, it never came and I was all the more stupid for it.