I’ve really tried to kick the habit --
Lord knows, I’ve totally tried!
But addiction is a ship not easy
To right...as a flap-less plane
Incapable of a navigable flight --
Speaking~ of the Writing Affliction!
Inexcusable whether works of grand
Truth, or totally wild poetic fiction –
putting an end to neurotic
behavior, is far easier said, then actually
shed. Hmm, verse or informative prose?
What will be this day’s Obsessive,
Compulsive Flavor?
There's one thing that's perfectly clear.
I have been smoke-free for one year.
The last cigarette that I smoked was in 2023 at 11:45 PM on New Year's Eve.
I stopped smoking and you can quit even though it may be hard to believe.
Please let it be your New Year's resolution to stop smoking.
I was able to kick the habit and so can you and I'm not joking.
pyramid of cans
stacked perfectly on display
crash ~ be still my heart
By
David Kavanagh
I'm happy to say that I quit smoking half a year ago.
It's been six months today since I last smoked tobacco.
When I was presented with the opportunity to quit, I decided to reach out and grab it.
All that I needed was some nicotine patches and faith in God to be able to kick the habit.
I quit smoking even though it's not an easy thing to do.
If you're a smoker who wants to quit, I believe in you.
For one month, I've been smoke free.
31 days ago, I put smoking behind me.
God and the nicotine patches have helped me to quit and I'm grateful.
And without those patches, the nicotine withdrawal would've made me become hateful.
But I'm no longer using the patches and I think I have the problem licked.
I've been smoke free for a month and I think that I'm no longer an addict.
Let me tell other smokers something that's true.
I was able to kick the habit and so can you.
Yes, I am indeed addicted to heavenly love,
It is a divine habit that comes from above,
Without it, I can't live even for a single day,
Thus NOT to kick the habit, I constantly pray!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
21 September 2017
* Back just for the day!
I dare you to kick the habit
This one I have you can't have it
Mirror, tell me who is not fit
It's time you throw away that kit
Just not your song, "Bring Me To Life"
Forget the urge, ignore the drive
That thing you do cuts like a knife
The remaining days of our lives
Please don't let Tina lead the way
Not her, not Molly, that I pray
You did, you didn't, that's what you say
Think of the price you need to pay
This cold ice brings nothing but pain
Call spade a spade, simple and plain
Do I really have to explain?
No rehab, no pain, means no gain
We have been down this road so
many times before.
Relapse! our most feared enemy.
We know the score and we play
to win.
Fighting a losing battle in the
cities of sin.
Our only comfort our only friend.
Bitter sweet we can not pretend.
So inviting like a cuppa soup
hug.
They see our eyes and label us
thugs.
Its a war on drugs we can see
the truth.
These are statements from a
wasted youth.
Time we grow and kick the habit.
Show us support we will grab it.
Don't expect miracles right
away although we would have it
that way.
See that we are just like you,
and pray for better days
New Year’s hallucinations
“i’m gonna
lose weight!
get ridda’ that gut!
firm up that tush!
finally stop ****ing smoking!
get my *****together!
get outta debt!
start looking for a new job!
join a gym!
start eating healthy!
spend more time with my family!
work at a soup kitchen!
start workin’ in my community!
quit drinking!
kick the habit!
clean up my language!
try & see the world from the point of view
of others!
travel!
get a hobby!
learn another language!
ask out that girl i’ve had my eye on!
start hitting on that guy that makes my knees
ache!
be nicer!
smile more!
get up earlier!
start doing yoga!
call my parents more!
start thinking about the future!
put more emphasis on the “spiritual” part of
my life!
get a dog, a cat, a fish, a bird!
make the world a better place!”
you were a drug
and you had me hooked
and I drank your venom
and came up gasping for air and still wanting more
I was relentless to your irrestability
In the thought of you I would quiver
wanting another bite
but out cold like snow white
but then your effect wore off
and I had to kick the habit
so I shake when I sleep and now you make me sick
Sorry I couldnt keep being your
masochistic bytch
Found some new friends last night
They gave me some things
They showed me the happy life
Gave me a pair of wings
Wings that flew forever
Never needed to rest
I guess I thought it would
All be for the best
Never told me it was dangerous
Never showed me the lie
All I saw was wonderful sunsets
And beautiful skies
They told me it would be fun
That it would be fine
Now I'm trapped in a prison
Of my own design
How did I get here?
I have forgotten the way
I tried to find the door
But they all asked me to stay
Now I'm stuck in their dimension
With no plan of release
I would take it back if I could but
I'm not ready for peace
Can't kick the habit
And I can't get away
Wish I never met those predators
But I guess I'd still be prey
Now I'll be here forever
In a tight winding dive
Never take what bad people give you
Because you won't survive
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.