Nicotine Has Taken Over
I am the master of my body I think until I realize nicotine has taken over
she is in charge now.
she decides whether my day will be full of cheer.
I did not think I could crave something as much as I do her.
Smoking was something I learned to do by example – both parents.
their home is a reminder that there is a brokenness somewhere.
my breath, my lungs, my habit; it all causes me to have a temper.
when nicotine is not available. I need my fix you see.
I would like to see a possible victory, but with dismay I admit.
I can barely grasp the lies I tell of my smoking life.
there is a loss of something, I am not sure what, but I see better.
others do not hold the chains of addiction. They are mine to deal with.
what chance do I have to kick this habit? I am fearing no chance at all.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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