Smoke another
Cig
Add another nail to my
Coffin
    
Don't care for the
Taste
Tired of coughing myself
Awake
    
But who would be my
Friend
If I didn't have my
Smokes
    
Something to keep me
Company
Through the long
Empty nights
   
I know I will
Be
Paying the price
Someday
    
Destroying my
Body
Poisoning
Myself
    
But what's the
Point
In living
Longer
    
More
Lonely days
To live
Through
    
More
Sadness
To
Endure
    
Tired of
Living
Ready to
Move on
    
May not be
Anything
After this
Life
    
But at least I'd
Have the
Peace of
Endless sleep

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