Inhaling cigarette smoke
Filling his lungs with poison
If only that smoke would dampen the words he spoke
Not knowing what to do as he is frozen
Shouting but no one lends an ear
Not realizing there is no one here
Is this real or is it... Just fear?
Offering himself on a silver platter
Just to be discarded, but it doesn't matter
For he who doesn't value themselves
Will be used and put on the shelves
The shelves is where they belong
There is no place for those who are not strong
He didn't know how to be brave
For it is the bold
Fortuna comes to save
©lefurkan
L