Just sitting here
feeling terribly disappointed
in myself.
Drowning it with music, kinda.
I gave into my demon,
not something I'm prone to,
usually.
Had unbelievable desire
to buy a pack of smokes.
I talked myself into a compromise
of an electronic smoke.
Got it home, trembling with excitement
and weighted with guilt.
Taking 2 DEEP drags anyway...
it was heavenly. Felt like home,
if that says anything to you.
I shall be
a better caretaker to myself
tomorrow. I Hope.
