Sunday, January 8, 2012

My dad smokes alot and i wrote a poem about it

| Sunday, January 8, 2012 |

Its a silent suicide
But you do not realize it

Who do you love more?
Me or your cigarette?

One day the hospital will be your home
While you lay in your bed
Looking like death

Break loose from your chains
put it out

You drink it away
But it only makes it worse

When i inhale your suicide
I am too, dying along with you

Did i make you do this?
Do you not love me anymore?

Only you can save yourselfI
Is it smoke that gives you freedom?

Just take out your cigarette once more
Blacken your lung
And leave the world below