In the dim light of twilight’s embrace,
The ember glows with a fierce grace,
Whispering secrets through the haze,
As the shadows of smoke begin their maze.

Each breath a promise, a fleeting chance,
To escape the grip of life’s harsh dance,
Yet tethered to the fading light,
The smoke swirls, a ghostly knight.

With every inhale, a story untold,
A moment of warmth in a world so cold,
But the price is steep, the cost is high,
As dreams dissolve in the smoky sky.

The ashes fall like silent tears,
Marking the passage of countless years,
Bound to a habit, chained to the night,
Lost in the shadows, out of sight.