By Dee Kay
The darkness of the night creeps in from behind,
A small spark brings some light for me to find.
I lit my midnight cigarette looking at the sky,
watching the aeroplanes and wondering when would I fly.
I take the first drag as the fire consumes some darkness that surround,
I walk down the memory lane just to wander off until I am found.
I inhale the smoke and felt it filling me inside,
my mind searching for some meaning outside.
I let out the smoke at it blurry my vision for a moment too long,
the memories brought back some old unfinished songs.
The darkness of the night greets me like an old friend,
A big drag from my midnight cigarette calls for an end.
A steady breeze brush against my face reminding me of the good times,
I smile for a bit as I take another puff from the dying cigarette of mine.
Slowly slowly the fire within the cigarette burns it down,
Like the life that we all wish to live in this dream town.
A part of me is taken away by the smoke while I take the last drag,
letting go of the guilt and the haunting past’s bag.
I flick the cigarette bud as far away as I possibly can,
smiling at how I turn out to become this man.
The darkness of the night is a part of my universe now,
Just like my midnight cigarette is a part of me somehow.
By Dee Kay
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