I Tried to Paint a Picture.

a bluish-grey cloud of smoke traces downward slowly circling towards a smoldering cigarette burning back toward chipped fingernails resting upon soft wrinkled skin covered in lines that make their way up along an arm outstretched beneath a tear soaked pillow upon which long hair lies strewn across closed lids still puffy covering bloodshot eyes just below black lashes that point down toward a stain of mascara running down pale cheeks toward soft pink lips slightly parted slowly taking stale air into heavy lungs breathing warmth out upon a fist still slightly clenched in memory of pain arching back toward bent elbow resting just above knees pulled tightly inward for warmth and a false sense of security covered by a mass of sheets crumpled awkwardly attesting to prior restlessness and recently passed struggle within now silent self.