Black Lungz – Day 169, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Tar and regret invade your nostrils as each stick is engulfed into flames.
Such lack of consideration for those walking by just,
Searching for a brighter day!
While yours is clouded by a smog smothering your mind in a haze,
Of deceit,
Knowing every worry won’t easily fade away!
With each puff into the sky.
But,
Still.
You lie,
To yourself,
And,
Anyone desperate to run from their problems with each eye,
Glued shut without shame.
Must you darken someone else’s momentary merriment the same way,
Your lungs are blackened by your attempts to put a bandaid over scars,
That will always be there Tomorrow?
Why not enjoy the clear skies while you can,
Rather than dying faster to fill what’s hollow,
With what’s already,
Hollow?
You and I both know,
How cigarettes just aren’t worth it…