Smoke - PTI

Slow motion clouds are black with devilry

Time stops when everythings a part of me

This plague of thought brings the endless sleep

The warm embrace of longing to be unseen

Catharsis wakes me up from sickly sleep

One vision to destroy what’s binding me

Through the smoke I saw things differently

A charred black world returns to normalacy

One day the skies will clear

Some day will bring brighter times

I’ll find you, trust me

I’m sure you’ll find me