The Poetry Marathon

You are here and there and everywhere

A panic induced nightmare you crave

Sweeping throughout your body like a wave

Reality ripping and you tear

A shedding of your skin and you feel bare

Darkness suffocating you like a cave

Aching, dying; a Love you need to save

Spreading the disease moment lived in fear

A surge so strong you feel the need to die

It hurts so bad and you feel so alive

The end is coming near the death in strife

An aching body, hurts so, needs to cry

The surrender of being in love, take a dive

It’s 8:41am and I am holding someone else s baby in my arms.
And I’m out of cigarettes.
My wife and I sleep in the same room her mom died in.
Who died of lung cancer, from smoking.
And all i can think about is inhaling that sweet nicotine, and starting my day.
Since nothing goes my way, I say fucking shit and go get dressed