Right In Front of My Eyes

Every time you light a cigarette 
All you want to do is forget 
Forget the past and the future 
For years you've smoked away 
You smoked and smoked and never quit 
Suicide is that your thought? 
Never thought once about your children 
Whom lie there forever sleeping 
Out there in the bitter cold 
Without any coats on to keep them warm? 
So what you've decided 
Is to end it all right now, 
You kept asking me if it's alright to 
And my answer is always NO 
NO it isn't alright to just decide to commit suicide
Too short of a life we have to live 
And here you go and make it even shorter
By killing yourself you're killing a part of us too 
Without realizing it you're gone 
Before we can even save you 
To watch you light a cigarette 
And watch you smoke it 
Would be to watch you slowly die 
Right In Front Of My Eyes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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August 1, 2019 at 9:33 PM
Ellie, welcome to Poetry Soup. You have written what almost every child of a smoker or a couple of smoker thinks. We used to call cigarettes "cancer sticks" for a good reason. Good poem. Poignant.
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