Hollow

A haze before my eyes
That never seems to clear
The only thing I feel
A clear and constant fear

It let it in
Now I can’t hide
For inside it has
Begun to reside

A constant urge
To leave the room
And so I go
And seal my doom

I can’t escape
Ive lost all hope
I gave in
To the urge to smoke

-An addicted mind is a hollowed mind