Nicotine.

You’re my nicotine.

I crave you every minute of the awakening day,

I dream of you in the darkest of nights,

I want to swallow you whole, inhale every bit of you,

Infecting my lungs, you kill me little by little,

But you make me feel so free and content, buzzed and at ease,

You taste so good, I don’t want to exhale one bit of you,

You taste so good, but you’re so horrible for me.

You’re my nicotine.