Ode to Cigarettes

No regrets,

although, I have to let you go,

We’ve been together since …16?

hurt,

happy,

wild young thing,

and you holding me,

caressing the night air like silk.

Every time we’re together

  I

fall,

choke on nothing,

head light,

s p i n n i n g,

Don’t cry my dear,

this is our sweet end.

Fear is a Four Letter Word

Free yourself,

Float away from thoughts of what could’ve been done better.

Adore yourself,

Each scar, each scrape – each idiosyncrasy.

Embrace yourself,

Dance around the room foolishly, own each minute of it.

Live for yourself,

Everything else? Just dust to wisp off your fingertips.

Perspective

Whether fault belongs to you
Or in truth, may lie with me
It’s all about perspective
All that matter’s what you see