~Smokes full of Pain~ Poem, by Syeda, at My poetic side

That burning sensation like there's a deathly fire racing throughout my cranky body

From the very beginning it's been comfortably cozy.

Whilst my chest is violently pounding with fearful anger, it gives me pleasurable relief

Like a savage, locked up beast, that's desperately banging against the crusty gates, makes the whole of fucking society full of disbelief.

The first thing on my mind when I wake up, the last thing on my mind before I come back home

I don't even want to come back so I randomly roam.

Roam the soothe streets in continuous circles till I feel dangerously dizzy

Get lost in the infinite thoughts in my mind because it's always so busy.

So I pick up my Cigarette, grab the Lighter stashed under my coffee brown cupboard

Carelessly light it up, whilst my insides feel battered and clustered.

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~Smokes full of Pain~