Smoke

I feel the thick smoke smothering me,
pouring into my lungs.

My eyes go black,
my mind is in a haze.

My eyes clear,
I feel in a summer daze.
My surrounds changed.

I stand in a thick fog,
it feels like August.

My skin is burning,
my eyes are shining,
the birds are chirping.

My mind is still hazed,
stuck in the summer blues.

You're burning,
in your cigarette passion.

It's just like the summer,
I fell in love.