Addiction and the addict

Addicted to nicotine
I inhale you
Drags after drags
Chocking my lungs
With patches of vices
Unable to withhold
I spew grey smoke
And watch them
Spiralling
Going up and away
Making shapes
Of contaminating hope
From grey to brown to blue
Digging in to the void
Of a sky
Spread around me
With limiting silhouttes
Of silently watching trees
Testimony
Of my wild thoughts, wicked intentions
And a love
That fills the breach
Like a transparent glue
that binds us together
The addiction
And the addict.

(Mrityunjay)