Smoke words every day.

To find function⁣⁣I silenced the voices in my head⁣⁣Now every poem is inaudible⁣⁣every love a compromise⁣⁣How long can you go on⁣⁣chasing a past that never was⁣⁣Chances that slipped through the cracks⁣⁣Memories are all we’re left with⁣⁣⁣⁣Nowhere can we meet ⁣⁣except at the funeral of my muse⁣⁣Just to hear one last truth⁣⁣A hope that some things…