Instructions.

I want to inhale second hand smoke, just to feel a buzz.
 I yearn for a love that's false.
     and I still have my warm tears on my soft checks.
       There is vivid pain in every breathe.
           I'm doing this for you.
              I need instructions to get through these days.
                  I tremble just to touch you ....one more god damn time.
                      Even if your skin would burn me, Id take the chance.
                           I did with my heart.
                                        Even if I lost sight of my map.

& I don't have instructions.