I always told myself that I would never smoke cigarettes
That I would never do drugs
That I would never become my mother
But then you came into my life
Smelling of weed and pure narcotics
Your breath lingering with the taste of caffeine
Every time you spoke I was drifted off to a land where no one could reach me
Everything felt different
So surreal
You were nicotine and I was just dying to get a whiff of you
To taste you
To try you
But sadly you weren't ever mine
And the withdrawal symptoms begin
And now I understand why it is so hard to quit you
YOU ARE READING
Poems from inside the depths of my head
PoetryPoems and thoughts I think and can't seem to tell anyone without judgement or even belief. These come from the depths of my mind and I apologize if they make you cry.
