Everyone had gave up on you,
Even to yourself you can't be true,
Tired,broken down,
Seems there's no way to quite around,
See what you have found
A empty self of yours.
There is an Invisible Chain straiten around your neck,
You are unable to break
Seems you are addicted,
Every part of your body getting effected.
You are a victim of Cigarette's,
To save yourself ,yet isn't too late.
Its a Curse to be Chain Smoker,
but there is never too late,
Wait...,
Don't get faded away with Dark illusions inside your brain.
Smokes never reduced your pain,
Look can you feel any life within you,
You are just Suffering through,
Pain & strong grip of Chain around your brain.
Listen up,Chain smokers,
Your life ain't great like some band rockers,
You are a struggler,
Cigarette ain't your medicine,
make up ur mind,
Trust me,you'll be fine.
~Brown_eyes_65~Tamsil.
P.S
This poem shows the intense emotions of a Chain Smoker.
A person who is struggling with the advrse addiction of Smoking.
But will come up with a strong fighting spirit.✌
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