You’re My Addicition

I smoked a pack of cigarettes a day for 30 years and quit cold turkey over a year ago. I wrote this poem while I was smoking. I found it hard thinking about quitting smoking, more so than the act of quitting. It was like I was going to say good bye to my best friend and to be honest, the cigarette was my best friend, my addiction!

Smoker-girl

To touch the tip
With just my lip
To me,
As sweet as chocolate.
I crave you ever so much
To have you close
To smell you
You are my crutch
Soothing to me as a musette
Who thought one could feel such euphoria
From a frigging cigarette!

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