Quit

I sit here and ruin my life smokein it up seeping with lies ragein on the torment that threatin inside praying to quit after just one more hit its like death killing me each time every toke gets worse living in this joke saying I'm done in a lil bit sinister disaster appointments to be found nothing to be hopeful about damnation all around it creeps up like a ant then stings like fire away with the pain but tomorrow I'll desire.