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.
