Nicotine Nightmares Poem by Adam Holmes
Nicotine Nightmares
Smoke clouds circle thought
I need this fix, nothing else
Once upon a dream I was a champion
Two years and twenty pounds later…
I am an addict
Flames light my smile
Truth or dare, attempt to breathe
In and out
I get older every try
Live by the gun
Die by the gun
I Ready my rifle
Steady my aim
They say quitters never win
What is my prize?
Coughs and cancers
Job well done sir…
Light up another one
bittersweet addiction...we all have our poison...glad mine is not nicotine...great work.
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4/16/2024 4:37:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You captured my addition perfectly, great write.