Your Cigarettes Poem by Paula Glynn

I breathe in your smoke, coughing and choking as I do,
For your habit is typically you,
And I had been a fool,
For I thought it had been love at first sight,
But I let you trick me with your lies and games,
With all the fears you bestowed upon me,
Manipulating me with your threats,
And chasing me like a cat chases a mouse,
I was tricked by your nasty smile and white light,
I just want you out of my sight,
Because I hate everything you are,
And everything you have ever done,
But you dug your own grave,
You are the one who deserves to live in shame,
I will never let another trick me again,
I will never again feel that pain,
For I had been foolish, twisted by another,
Who played their nasty games.
I will never breathe in your toxic smoke again,
As I feel my lungs struggle to breathe in oxygen,
But I am older and wiser now and remember years gone by,
Because after you, I had no reason to cry,
And sometimes I smell your cigarettes,
That dirty old habit I call you,
Your wildness mystifying me,
Many nights spent drinking cans of beer,
And riding on noisy motorcycles,
And how I thought you were so cool,
And I would light up, just to be like you,
But I was only playing the sad and sorry fool,
But I am over you now, your dirty mind out of here,
And seeing other people smoke, I try to clear the air,
For every puff from them reminds me of you,
And everything I had been back then.