Member Poem

Another nail in my

Coffin

Time burns

Down with each

Drag, what a

Drag to be a

Slave to the

Rush -

Cough up for

Twenty, up in

Smoke

Best intentions

This will be the day -

Gone awry

Smoke gets in my eyes

Lies

Have a break have a

Cigarette

You bet I will

Blindly follow

Orders

Until tomorrow

Breathless I

Throw the pack away

New day to

Try again

Reclaim my

Lost dignity

Get back on track

Or one last pack?

There should be no question -

Two wrongs never make a right

Yet it is a fight

Hard to understand for

Those who have not tasted the

Burn, and do not

Yearn -

I am caught in the

Wheel and unless I

Step out of it I am

Doomed to a

Regretful end of

What-ifs and could-haves

Foreshortened life

Cut down with a

Wheeze

One life one chance

To seize -

This temple abused has

Will in it it yet

The Choice is mine

I will abstain

Go off-road

Not tarred -

Destination: freedom