The twitch starts off small
A need to step outside.
My temper slowly coming to a boil,
Soon the need is out of control
and I do it again.
Just one more hit,
Just one more pack,
As I gasp and cough for air,
My breath that of an ashtray.
As my lungs blacken and my wallet empties,
I curse every puff, every drag.
"I don't want them!" I say outloud
As my body screams at me, angerly,
"Smoke 'em if you got 'em!!"
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 5:15 AM UTC
The twitch starts off small
A need to step outside.
My temper slowly coming to a boil,
Soon the need is out of control
and I do it again.
Just one more hit,
Just one more pack,
As I gasp and cough for air,
My breath that of an ashtray.
As my lungs blacken and my wallet empties,
I curse every puff, every drag.
"I don't want them!" I say outloud
As my body screams at me, angerly,
"Smoke 'em if you got 'em!!"
Originally Written December 30th 2014
