Everyday Things

  

Sometimes I smoke a cigarette

Maybe one every day,

Is it something destructive?

I think not…

But with the hopes I copes,

Just to enjoy a fag. 

Save the lungs for another day

Here have another one. 

To the beverage; Cheers!

One more sip and drink

I feel courage coming on,

To get the energy to call someone. 

I love you lovers or dead friends

And call to say that I miss you. 

Then that is why I write about;

Sending all my love

To say; “I love you.”

Everyday.