Flimsy Line Of Smoke

Faril trail of smoke from ciggrette end
Thats what I am today
Result of someone's life wasted on me
and mine wasted on theirs.
We are poision to each other,
yet addicted;
and meaningless without each other.
Sounds so incoherent.
But, madness and obsessions are never sane.
Fretting and insane, I am looking for an escape
I am trying to dream, beyond my madness
help.
I guess, it's too late.
Kill me. Anyway, I'm going to consume myself!
Adieu carefree world. See you in hell...