Smoke

Filling the air, a musty taste

It envelopes you completely

Fogging your vision

You watch it drift away

How you wish you could follow it

Let it travel

Inhale 

Exhale

Fill the air

Let all of your problems leave with that exhale

Filling the room with musty taste and smell

Author's Note

Just the way it is, I don't think it is perfect but it isn't cruel either

Reviews

[Kurayami]

This is not cruel. This poem reminds me of drug smoking(does this exist? I got the expression that you can be "high" when you inhale a particular kind of smoke.)

~Kurayami

[мalғy]

Well I meant like avoid the cruelness of not really rhyming and that does exist :)