No More Nicotine
Something about
June tells me to try
again. I quit or I keep
things, just like last year
I have my reasons.
People disappear like
packages of gum I chew
to keep myself sane.
There are no sayings
others have for this
month I have claimed
as my own. No flowers,
showers or promises.
Simply June and the thought
that I can try this time to be
better. The only difference
this time around is that I know
I am enough.
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Fuck questioning yourself. You are alive and that is proof of your always enoughnss.
It is true, we are always enough as we are, but what a great comfort it is when you can own that yourself. This poem is a great start.