I've just about lost my mind
From the time of sorrow
And the time of joy
I can't think of where it began and ended.
The days of my happiness
I reached for the white cancerous filled stick
Not caring what it will do in the farthest future.
I'm doing the right thing
Not bothering you with my nonsense
But killing my already sickened lungs with this magnificent black smoke.
Ending my life one day at a time
Midway into it
I stop.
Turning off the bright red light in the beautiful night.
I could be doing something better
Reaching for a cold drink
Sips and sips at a time
I feel the hops taking over my body.
Being able to walk straight
Feeling as light as a feather
Smelling like the taste in my mouth
And looking like a mess.
Just another painful cigarette to light.
Think I've just about lost it.
