Why I Picked Up Smoking Poem by Matt Render

Why I picked up smoking

Because I'm invincible
And even if I'm not
It feels sensible
Also I'm an imbecile
And completely reprehensible
And the days feel like years
Within this crucible
My will to power
Is completely insufferable
And my power to will
Has continued to dwindle
And today I crumbled

And all the more still
I go on needing
Something to feed
That aching inside
And the desire to bleed
Any angel
Who ever knew me
Has walked away
With the same disease
And cried
While I looked on beside
Also, I like playing with fire
And those flames of desire
Are fanned not by love
Or any old lie
I've just grown so tired
Of pretending to try
So that's why.