I feel like shit
Freshly Squeezed dog
Poop. My nose is stuffed
Like Thanksgiving, but
It doesn't feel as good.
Who am i kidding, my tearducks
are filled with

Salty Torment. Not really
I smile as people pass by.
My heart, is a tennis
Ball, being smashed
Back and forth.
Ciggerettes can only
Help end my torment

Her words burn me deep
Like cancer in my lungs.
Burning faster then chain
Smoked ashes fall to the
Floor.