Suffocated by Cravings

Poem I wrote to stop me smoking and give me something to do.

CRAVEINGS!

Mr Nicotine wants my attention
To hide and numb the tension
I need a white tobacco stick
Long awaits the day I will no longer need my fix
I admit to you withdrawals are no fun
And they could be gone with a puff just one
It's easier to start then it is to quit
You try keeping a cancer stick unlit
A drink down the neck is all it takes
So give me some smokes or face the shakes
My friends plead for me to stop
But some just give me the flop
To stop would awaken my senses
But with every hour my lips get dry and my heart string tenses
CRAVEINGS!!! Don't mock me be gone
But I know you wont stay away for long
Mr nicotine why are you so mean
If I knew how hard it was to stop I wouldn't have been so keen
Nerve endings jangle, cravings constrict me help me get out of this tangle.