Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ My Poems ❯ Poem #29 ( Chapter 29 )

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By: snarky

Danielle Tippitt: 10/01/2008

Lessons

The things you can't forgive are just the things you can't forget

Smoke rose from the ashes of my burning cigarette

I tapped it with my finger, watched it flicker, watched it burn

And I bit back a smile; there were things I had to learn.

The act itself was hollow; I could feel no pride nor joy

I was broken, I was beaten, there was nothing to destroy

In my unholy presence, all the walls had been stripped clean

So I lost myself to liquor, which I found was quite obscene

Then began a trend in which I turned to nicotine

When you looked at me and smiled, I believed you were worthwhile

But you don't know what you want, so I can't give it to you

Now let the cigarette die, and take a step forward.