Dear Nicotine-

When I feel the need to use.

It takes my hand in control,

With absolute screams of breathless anger.

Only my soul remains and leaves

-me-

My skeleton clinging to the skin.

Shamefully my mind desires

A quick look into satisfaction.

To distract myself from the pain

That instead burns away the flesh.

The bones stick out with warning,

The internal stabs yell,

But here I go

To heal with you.