Oh, my dear cigarette

My lungs survive only on your smoke, please don't leave

I know I shouldn't
I don't know why I do
I just try to smoke away
The thoughts of you

Am I smoking this right?
Its just tastes worse
Do I even care?
My opinion blurs

I miss the way you smell
You do this almost every day
Thinking of what I did
Can't keep the thoughts at bay

This was something just for me
I wanted it to be for us
I wanted to see you better
I smoke you simply because

People say you're bad for me
But you can still prove them wrong
You tell me you want time
The seconds feel so long

Drops fall down, I fight them back
Water hits, your light goes dim
Was it luck of the weather?
Seems you did this on a whim

I worry for you, day in, day out
I cared for you, I cherished you
Am I ment to stop?
I still care, still do

I have you on my breath
People say I should be ashamed
I know why people say it
I just want to be reclaimed

Do you want me to leave you alone
Pretend it's alright?
That we never shared our warmth?
Do you want me to avert my eyes?

I know I shouldn't
I don't know why I do
I just try to smoke away
The thoughts of you

Reviews

[Lighthouse]

I believe those poison sticks are the worse thing that's ever been made. I can't kiss a woman with it on her breath....disgusting. But your poem is anything but. I like your rhymes and the meaning behind the feeling is clear with a nice reiteration at the end. I'd say a good job.