Blue Pills Of Nicotine Poem by Angelica Duardo

I’ve been trying to give it up
This addiction that I’m a slave of

I’ve been trying to figure out
A way to forget all fears
But is harder to grow out of custom
When you’re afraid to grow out of it

My eyes felt so heavy
Just like my sickening dreams
And I need to let go of these emotions
That have been smoking up my soul

I need love, like blue pills of nicotine
It will set me free of this addictive sensitivity

I need space, like an open park
To empty out all this smoke of rage
Free at last my lungs will be
I’ll scream as hard as I ever did

Then I’ll need more pills of nicotine
Blue, like the tears I’ve cried before
Blue, like blue pills of nicotine

Soon I’ll give up this addiction
I’ll let my heart feel without prescription

Let it grow out of custom
And let go of all these fears
Then, no more blue pills of nicotine
No more crystal clear crying tears

My eyes will be open
As my mind should ever be
In a free open park
I’ll scream as loud as I ever did