Into the Drink Can I Bum a Cigarette

Not enough or to many drinks and to many cigarettes For so many demons to exorcise With only 1 set of lungs And only 1 liver To leech the poison from my past Until i ever so succinctly countless times recite this prayer of which i dream Before my eye's close and will is broken and i eventually pass out If i die before i wake I wish the lord my soul to take But why again would he ? If he has forsaken such in this life so far ? Only to awake to dawn approaching Freshly drenched with rain falling from a cold and grey unwelcoming sky Towing today's nightmare right behind it express delivery For i to think when the clouds and mist lift and clarity fleeting returns for a matter of seconds I did this to me no 1 else but on which myself to place blame This is 1 of life's travestys not a shame Surely there is a family or some poor soul out there far more deserving or would put to use the internal organs i am killing slowly to hide my pain But hey that's life i suppose ? We only value it when it's confirmed our time itself is running out Then i suppose we all inauspiciously start to care and profess we will miss everything So i suppose at the end of the day regarding said death the only question left worthy of asking is this ? Where i go to when i did do they have or must i bring my own Booze & Cigarettes ????