i'm not quite sure

what it is,

exactly,

but it's something old

it's a feeling inside

that's crawling and alive

sleeping in the grass

and breathing in smoke

quick, take another breath in

feel alive as the smoke inside

covers your lungs in a deep fog

your eyes start to water with the effort to breathe

it's something else, you see,

the breathing in the smoke

it's the breathing of life

something else, it is

the tears begin to fall, one by one

each a marker of the roads you've walked

each a cry for help in a sea of loneliness

and the smoke, it takes your lungs

inhale, heavy exhale, something else

the smoke is killing you

it's killing me

as i cry for help in a sea of loneliness

i'm not quite sure

what it is,

exactly,

but it's something old