I am a cigarette lit. Burning I exhale my fumes. Taste my toxins as they flow past your teeth Inhale me deeply, let your lungs scream. In a moment I'll be gone. Palimpsest. Residue. Tar stained thumbs. I'll always be around. How many hours will it be, Until regained, there is need for me, Again intimate towards Fate's ingress Decisions that will aggregate, One or two at most, I bet. It's not a test. I am the best when you have nothing left to lose. Wouldn't you choose Your own d**h, If you could? It's coming regardless. A minutes run is all i'll last, fifteen will I shave away. I am not your last. Crawling towards an early grave Name me your lucky Flip me on my head Luck never is enough Unseen hands stained With Red No one can stand your stench: An odious demise. I will never be the last Never to be that wise. I will never be your last I know addiction I am addiction and I am universal. ————————————————- … … … Those who have audacity shout— Sore throats: Hoarse cattle prodded to the pins— "No longer! Never again!" Who has the time to heed advise? Take control, Arise, Awaken. No guarantee was made on life. Disparity: Control was taken Away, Our Destinies Forsaken.