That smell
The smell you brought
The smell of skunk
Different kinds had different smells
Her money
My childhood belongings
Our belongings
Thrown away for this, this smell
We struggled for a home
We struggled for a smell free life
The hallucinations.
The smoke filled room
Only took me away
As I was forced to breath it in
I was afraid
Like a small child would be of spiders or clowns.
I was afraid
Of the smell
Because you only brought evil with you
And that smell
You showed me something that was harmless
And turned it evil
You trickster.
Now when I smell it
You come to my mind
But it's an addiction
YOU ARE READING
Sunflowers
Short StoryPoetry/ short stories 🌻 *this book isn't just about one specific person, when I state the word 'You' it's probably a different person in some parts*
