I lie in here, beside the whitewashed wall,
My hair is gone, my head is bald,
The room is sterile and it's very cold,
Wish you were here, Dad, I need someone to hold.
I can't breathe, I'm on a machine,
It goes whirr and click, it's such a din,
I've got lung cancer, it's all black inside,
When Mom says smoking causes cancer, Dad, I think she lied.
I never lit up, even when you did,
I just sat next to you, a small little kid,
You huffed and puffed through your life, Dad,
And Mom always looked so very sad.
My friends asked me to smoke, but I never did,
Because Mom told me from young: smoking is stupid,
It soots up your lungs and blackens your teeth,
So when I see a smoker, Dad, I anger and seethe.
You smoked two packs a day but you're still healthy and strong,
I hate smokers, Dad, but I never thought you wrong,
I love you, Dad, I always sat next to you,
And I know that you always loved me too.
The room here is cold, I see you through the glass,
And I think back to long ago, Dad, of times past,
Of the memories, I recall as much as I can,
There's always been a cigarette, Dad, stuck inside your hand.
I remember the fun things, Dad, all the times we had,
But as I look at you from here, you look so very sad,
You're not smoking, Dad, no cigarette I can see on you,
Maybe it's just the hospital, and this is the ICU.
My breathing becomes labored, I don't think I'll live,
Well, I tried my best, I gave all I had to give,
But one thing, Dad, I cannot comprehend,
I'm not a smoker, so why is my life about to end?
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Thank you Pen for including this thread to SSC - I love your posts. Very poignant, as Tiana mentions, but relevant. I hope it's OK with you to add a poem I wrote - I've been having bad dreams lately - awake at 3:00 AM every night the last week - my brain feels fuzzy and I'm falling behind in work and obligations - Have lost loved ones recently and feel very sad at times. I haven't smoked since my Quit day Feb 1, 2011 (NOPE is my new lifeline now!) But my lungs are sore - way worse than before I quit - they feel fluidy - Will get to Doc soon I guess. Meantime, it does seem to help to write. So from the throes of 3:00 AM, I'm getting this one off my chest: not sure if others will relate, but hope it's okay to share here: Tiana,
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When drinking beer or watching films
Behind the wheel, different scenes.
When I'm lonely, if I'm sad,
If I'm edgy when I'm mad.
When I wake, if I'm late.
Any time, feed the ache.
Light up, inhale, take a breath,
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