who he is

One pack was bought

Another toxin in his hand

With one puff a cloud of fog appeared

with one look his eyes were dialated

with one blink everything became hopeless

The world around him felt different

He felt inspired to draw what he feels

yet every puff took 1 second of his life away

This was all ordinary to him

He knew very well he was destroying himself

yet he felt the need to do this every day.