Light up, Smoke.
She never imagined herself on that state.
But burning her own lungs was the only way.
It releases her pain.
She was waiting for sadness to kill her.
Wanting to be alone, at the darkness.
Wanting to run away in this fake reality, that she wished that it was just a bad dream.
But no, it was herself.
She wanted to destroy herself to see if someone really cares.
But no one did.
