On my addiction ****,
I need to pop a cig,
I think that I should vape instead,
But the nic and vibe is all the same.
Why do I keep comin’ back?
I know exactly why, but why can't I just,
Y'know, stop?
Why am I wired to do what gives me that exhale,
Knowing full and well my breathing is gonna be shot?
One a day, two a day, five, a pack.
The number is rising but I still cough up cash so I can cough up my stress.
People have outlets right?
Running, working out, drawing, even writing.
Is this one of those things?
Some people are better off just not venting at all yeah?
Facing their problems head on?
****, there I go again.
How's a patch on my arm supposed to keep a cig out of my hand?
It's a great way to put a physical expression into how I'm feeling.
The smell and the taste puts into perspective the ****** feeling I have on the inside
It feels good initially.
It helps with the anxiety.
At least it's legal, unlike ****.
I'll just wean myself off.
Little by little,
Day by day,
One smoke at a time.