the smoke of your lungs dances around me, like demons, enveloping me and you. your wrists like your soul, wounded and yet to heal, bled a red darker than the dawn. the ghosts of your mind eat you up from inside, leaving a void body yet to understand the concept of colours and emotions. lifeless and numb, you stare at me and offer your ciggerette. i mindlessly take it in my hands and watch the lit orange end burn the cigarette into ashes. your arms snake around my shoulder and your lips kiss me wild and hot. all that's visible is a mix of black and red, sad and sin. you strip me off, hold on to me like air. the colourless need in your eyes turns me into flames and i realise how lifeless it's been for so long.
