I am smoking


Because there’s nothing left to do to deal with the pain of being without you

Smoking, up in flames, like a wildfire raging through the brush I feel my life spiraling out of control I’m going insane

Lately I can’t finish these poems

The irony of feeling incomplete

And even at the end of this blunt

I’m supposed to feel numb, but I feel defeat


4 thoughts on “I am smoking

  1. Amber,

    I just got on here after a long time and stumbled back upon your blog. Your writing has really grown! Good work!

  2. Thank you. Glad you’re back. I’ve had writer’s block lately, but I’m breaking through it slowly. Looking forward to seeing more of your work!

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