I Am a Murderer II

Leave me be, I am a murderer! I killed

The feeling of happiness sitting in this

Box of death, people cigarettes are the

Death of me. I may never get free from

This cocoon of apathy, someone save

Me from this demented reality. I feel my

Heart and I don't feel the beat like the

Record of life stop spinning in my head

And now I am dead! Don't go!! Let me go

Ahead of the deathly herd, I am a murderer!

allets's picture

It's a Bad Rap

According to the media "they" did it. Not you. Feelings of happiness did manage to escape and lodge in the poet's heart, where it dwells now. Quit smoking or you will kill more than happiness. I did in 1992 or there abouts. Hard to do, like for me killing my addiciton to sugar as a diabetic. In search of the happy - be well, read humorous books and laugh. Then dance and sing (unless you are tone deaf). But dance definitely!  - Allets -

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MonteThePoet97's picture

Oh I meant the environment

Oh I meant the environment around me is cigarette smoke I hate smoking.


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