: About Me

Your eyes open to a world you knew would be waiting. Stinging starts just like you expected; Too much work, Too little sleep, Finish your coffee. Light your second cigarette, another flame you kindle Burning out your lungs. Burning in the shade, your back to the world, behind the building, where you're hiding from this morning Deep breaths before you go in now- Or, spark up the last one, damn, the wind's too strong' Glance at you're watch This is taking too long' And then it burns Lips to lungs, AhhhRelief If only a brief breath, Before you have to move again. Take the lift, you don't want...