Cigarettes and friends, so much alike,
Both leave a mark, an addictive strike.

Friends become cigarettes against the skin,
The longer you hold them, darkness creeps in.
Temptation grows, to smoke or see them choke,
Cancer sticks, ignited, a deadly yoke.

Many indulge, finding joy in the haze,
Inhaling warnings, a toxic craze.
Strangers' words are mere sticks and stones,
But with friends, pain accumulates, silently groans.

Deep into the lungs, the heart, the skin,
Friends can harm like cigarettes, buried within.
We smoke our friends, blinded by the wrong,
Forgetting the regret that will come along.

Lungs collapse, hearts fill up with despair,
Friends and cigarettes, both burdens to bear.
Quit cold turkey, but relapses sting,
Anything to escape the toxic clinging.

Friends or cigarettes, a choice to savor,
Both leave a bitter taste, an uncertain flavor.
In this dark dance, where toxicity thrives,
Choose wisely, for your soul to survive.