Toxicity
Location
It's sick
It's twisted
What it does to him
He thinks he can stop
But the addiction comes from within
The smoke creeps up his heart
Spinning in his head
Causing his mind to spark
It fogs up his soul
Pushing emotion away
Empty laughter creeps in
For a few hours he forgets
The pain
The misery
The past regrets
He coughs
Giving an invitation to reality
His sick reality
His twisted reality
His psychological misery
He tries to escape
But there is no way
So he uses the smoke
To get by day by day
How much longer until
Once again he breaks
Until he has to accept
That life is more than momentary pleasure
That he is more than his ruthless endeavors
Pain is the accepting of reality
Not of things imaginary
He fears the pain
And the fear pains him