Cigarette Burns, Heals

The flickering of the burning amber
The smoke rising from deep within the skinny cylinder
Ashes whipping away in the wind
Twirling around my finger
Trapping itself within my hair
The smoke makes its place
It goes deep in
Suffocates the thoughts
Or at least eases them, then
Nothing forgets itself inside your head
But at least smoke clouds it
While the burning progresses
While the burning remains
Is there anything words can say
To take the sting away?
Only the blazing amber
Can help, haze you