Dependance consumes. Controlled and distracted by
a selfinflicted sickness. With every breath of the
poison the habit intensifies and the attempt to
stop weakens. Filth smoulders in the ashtray as
you draw the vileness into your lungs. Killing
yourself, subjecting others to the air that your
smoke defiles. Cashing in on a cash crop, cashing
in on your slow death for their financial gain.
They create then feed a carcinogenic addiction
that leads to selfdestruction. Cancer ravages the
throat and lungs. A diseased heart fails. The pain
was avoidable and yet this insanity is accepted as
normal. The first genuine moments of remorse may
be the last seconds of life. Coughing up blood,
gasping for breath. Each one was a nail in your
coffin. Inhale. Asphyxiate..