The hurt inside bleeding out

I smoke another cigarette and contemplate;

the burning cherry reflecting in my eyes.

I step outside...and scream into the night.

To howl at the moon...

I Howl...
And people wonder WHY;
I lean my head against the wall
and cry. They don’t know…

She never even said good-bye.

I am a stranger.
Smoke in my eyes...
Tears flow long before,
Moonlight crushing down
gobs of clouds...
blacker than hell
when the fire burns out.
Death-
to the moon.