Date: 8-18-2016

John's p.o.v

Helpless, I watch you smoke cigarettes

wishing you would breathe my spirit into

your lungs. I want to be your next day fresh

breath of air. I pray hope may resurrect you

and faith may correct your wayward mindset

so you may open your eyes to see what you

are doing to yourself. Maybe tomorrow your

sorrow will disappear and you will be nice

enough to notice me.