Cigarette

Cigarette

Ah this last cigarette.
I agree, my chain smoking ways, I sometimes regret.
Can it last for four more days?
I doubt it.
I puff and puff, might as well enjoy the damn thing.
After all, what else is there, but nicotine?

I gave it all up in a past lifetime,
Within my lifetime.
Poison fucking with my mind.
Eating my brain, my heart, my soul.
I can feel the pull,
If I close my eyes.
NO! Open them please,
I have nothing left of that me.

So here I am, puffing away
And she’s almost gone,
My only vice,
Of the physical kind.
So I might as well enjoy it while it lasts
Since this joy is all I have left.
Of the physical kind that is.