Burning out
But not in the beautiful way
Just barely lighting the match
And watching the embers fade
Knowing it will turn to ash one day
I've consumed enough
Second hand smoke
To know how painful
Those little black spots grow
I've swallowed enough
Saline flavored tears
To know how little
I can stand the taste
And I've watched enough
Hands drop dirt
Into six foot caves
To know how permanent it is
Still I persist
Insatiably
Consuming
Every person
I've ever met
Because
I made a promise
To see off a planet
And I intend to keep it