Smoking Again Poem by fanniesson -

Someday I'm gonna disappear,
You know.
Walk into the woodwork, pull that
I'm going out for a pack of cigarettes
trick, never come back.

Maybe hitch a ride down south,
someplace where it's warm,
where I'll never be found.

Now I'm not saying it's me,
and for sure.
You're not gonna get me to say.
'It's her fault'.

But someday;
I'm gonna go out for a pack of those smokes,
but first.
I have to muster up the nerve to tell her.
I'm smoking again..