Seven Cigarettes

Seven Cigarettes

About seven cigarettes age

I asked God to please show

Me the error of my ways

So in my mind this movie plays

Detailed memories of the time gone by

The more I see the more I cry

I replay the times I crossed my friends

All I feel is pain from the message it sends

I see the times I strayed from love

Two cigarettes later I was begging for help from above

I see my mistakes but I can’t change my style

Then I realized through these actions I had built Kyle

What is this I had become

The realization left me numb

I lit another cigarette and conversed with myself

I had to do so to maintain mental health

I was getting frustrated and couldn’t calm down

The movie kept playing and all I could do was frown

On actions I had taken and decisions I had made

Things I had stolen and games I had played

Smoked two more cigarettes and went inside

I turned on the TV but I couldn’t hide

Turned off the TV and went to the kitchen for a coke

Then went outside for another smoke

That’s when I saw all the times I took too many pills

Suicide was the goal, I felt I had a lack of skills

Why are my paths so wrong, and habits so hard to break

Why is pot so good to smoke, and pills so easy to take

I started to cry a little from all the emotions I felt

I’m a damn drug addict and that’s the hand I’m dealt

I lit up one last cigarette and took a Trazodone to sleep

Then headed back inside as I continued to weep

I guess for seven cigarettes a lot can be said

From living life to the fullest to then feeling dead

So I lay down in my bed and I close my eyes

And prey that tomorrow I will awake to blue skies