toxins

Brittle are her bones
as she lies there silently
confused and not sure of what I should do.

why does she do this?
hurts her body in such ways
it pains me to see her
treat herself with such fray?

But who am I to think such things?
when I, myself... love to smoke and drink
I let these poisons and toxins in
but no more do I let them rule my world

2:14 AM is now the time
awake and waiting until everything is fine
the taste of red wine, as it warms my belly
and the long drag of tobacco eats me inside

Why does she do this?
hurts her body in such ways?
why do we do this,
subject ourselves to this every day?