Ashes of Death

You light up,
take your first hit.
Death enters your lungs,
and the feelings legit.
Every hit you take,
you pray its your last.
All hope is gone,
and your pain is trapped.
Living day by day,
hiding behind your smile.
Your soul is deteriorating,
and strength gone from inside you.
Now left with no care in the world,
the last hit burns your throat.
The Ashes of Death surround you,
stealing your last bit of hope.