I woke up one morning and I was 17,
I knew the day had come
The day I prove to everyone how cool I was
The day I accepted death as my destiny

Little did I know I would regret that day
And my family who kept me alive for 17 years
Would be cursed by me for years of never ending pain

Without thinking I lit the cigarette
I knew it had to be done before the day was over
I coughed a little but I was fine

Now as I lay in bed coughing and choking
My family is beside me
My parents and my sister
I whisper in my sister's ear
"Please don't do what I did"
She just nodded her head in silence

Now as my angel holds me in his arms
I know it's time for me to go
I close my eyes and kiss him one last time
It's funny how we resent those who try to help us when we're alive
And how we beg them to save us when we're about to die
All this because of one silly cigarette
All this because someone was dumb enought to say that
Smoking is cool

Reviews:
**** [Feb 02, 2004] by Trapinbetween
Surely if u dont want to live, then smoking is the best way dying slowly for those dont have the courage of kill urself instanly...

**** [Dec 12, 2003] by Marmoot
Smooking is a best choice if you want to die faster than you should.

***** [May 05, 2003] by Kellymarie
This is a very touching poem that got me thinking im trying my best to stop smoking now. Thank you!!!