It’s awful and good

‘In the end, its always gunna be like this. I’ll always come back to myself’

Smell of wood burning. The smoke is coming out of the chimney. The wood is extinguishing itself into nothing but smokes and ashes.Soon, it will barely exist, but at least the smoke is graceful. 

A little bit of awfulness and goodness along the hollow tube won’t kill. I will be dead either way and that is how it is.

Treading  a fine line. It’s always going to be like this isn’t it?

I’m always going to come back to this. I will embrace it and kiss it.

I might never win but I am here and I have a breath. And sooner or later I’ll have victory on another account.

Oh, it’s awful. Oh, its good.