All the troubles and constant confusion wakes me in the middle of the night like clockwork. The trembling, the nicotine patch nightmares, the tossing and the turning. The voices in my head telling me to go, telling me one nip is fine so long as I don't push it past that; but I always do, it’s never as simple as ‘just one’. Stuck in a cyclone of bad mistakes and personal regret, selfish decision making based on what I feel I need which is never how it really is. The way is hard and seldom traveled but its always important to know you’re never alone.
