By the river

Imagining you sitting on a bench by the river, watching the water dance slowly with the wind. As your hand moves the hair from your face and tucks it behind your ear, while the other holds your morning coffee. Dry autumn leaves rustling by your feet, you take your pack of cigarettes out of your pocket and place one between yours lips. I imagine the taste of the lit cigarette in your mouth, as you inhale the smoke of death into yours lungs and cancer into your system.
Chaos in your body as you sit so peacefully by the river. Losing control of every cell in your body while your mind finds peace from a hectic world.
Finding balance within yourself.
I also imagine you sat by a river, watching the water mindlessly. Moving the hair from your face as your head feels heavy and you reach out for your cigarettes, inhaling deeply, trying to breathe.
Picking up the pieces one cigarette at a time, chaos in your mind while you sit by the river.
Finding balance within yourself.