Smoking the Dark Away

Smoking the dark away...!!

It's quarter to three in the evening and sky has already turned the day dark.
One of those timeless days when both dawn and dusk fail to exist.
For the clouds are just rolling over the sky.
The sound of rain drops pattering on window pane calls for a hot cup of tea.
Albeit, this time I choose Coffee  over Tea to treat my buds.

As I look out through the window, my eyes meet a fire burn lit in the dark.
She is walking her way towards balcony from the porch.
Taking a deep puff off the cigarette rolled between her fingers.
And letting smoke wiggle its way in to burn through her lungs.
Letting it smolder her eyes and consume her painted lips.

Little does she realize that the smoke is actually smoking her down.
Alluring death, each time she takes in a puff.

Deep into the darkness, long I kept wondering for why she's come out alone?
Is it because her friends can't stand the smell of her cigarette ?
Or she has just sneaked in one, which otherwise she wouldn't get !!