I was looking through my files on the computer today, deleting some things and came across this. Something I wrote awhile back but never shared, here it goes....:
Death stood by waiting patiently
"Go ahead" it said, "smoke one -two or three..."
"Because if you choose me, I'll help you fall
And you'll beacon to me whenever I call".
"Inside your brain where the chemicals seep
I'll bond to your weakness and there I will keep...."
"All of your will power, yes I'll teach you to lack'I'll feed you more Nicotine
With the rest of the crap..."
"I will betray you and make you believe
You can't do anything without me ,that you need..."
This death had a name, the more I explored
In the form of a cigarette , I just wanted more.
Then came a day I threw in the towell
I reached out to EX and they showed me the HOW
I flipped and I flopped until I got it right
I fought through the tears, I put up a fight
I did ALL the homework and never looked back
The Ex'ers stayed by my side
For they had my back
Death is still here waiting patiently
" Go ahead..." it whispers," Smoke one-two or three".
I smile and walk on but deep down inside
I shudder and cringe as I hear those old lies
Nothing, no Nothing will take my quit today
This freedoms too sweet to just throw away
My Ex friends have taught me to take what I need
And just leave the rest
This God given Program is simple the best
( Now as my Dad used to say 'Put THAT in your pipe and smoke it', lol
More packing to do, gotta run. Everyone have a great day!