Ryan Mcneil Poet I do not know?

Does It Help What We Know?

I open up the cigarette packet
Take one out
Light it up and inhale
Its killing me, i know
I know it is

I open up the new bottle
Pour a glass
Two ice cubes and a gulp
Its killing me, i know
I know it is

I open up the wrap
One small pill
Maybe two for luck
They kill me, i know
I know they do

I open up my heart
I get no further
Its killing me
I know
I know it is

I think of you
Are you killing me
I will never know

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Doris Culverhouse October 26, 2010 at 8:15 AM Better drop one of those bad habits... gonna kill you for sure!! LOL Thanks for your comments.

Harry Horsman October 26, 2010 at 1:32 AM very profound this poem, and so true. enjoyed. Harry

Susan Palli October 26, 2010 at 12:58 AM Good one!