Burning Tip

Put it out!

 

 

 

I have been dragged a lot

And beaten.

A part of me got lost

Every time I was shaken.

I was set on fire

Because of some unfulfilled desire.

Life was cut short in the end.

In smoke we mend.

Even though I take lives,

I hold more hands than humans do.

But I ask you to not rely on me,

I am ash and will make you too.

I know I am dishonest

But I am also the one who stays.

Even I don’t like myself to be honest

Find something else and put me in the ashtray.

An addict

Addicts are already struggling, don’t add to their misery.

It’s not that I am scared of the reality,

I tried my best but I failed.

This burden with whom I cannot agree,

Has led me to become an addict, jailed.

Instead of a bail, I hear virdict,

Even from those who aren’t even a judge.

Failing miserably doesn’t make me a convict,

For I did try, I did drudge.

My time seems near for I have walked far,

But even misery can make you wise.

Next time you see an addict in a bar,

Don’t judge but look into their eyes.

~Audio to come soon.