Choicest

I smoke to quiet my demons

In shadows where they creep

Booze allow them to operate me

In nightmares I can't sleep

I knew if I went darker

They'd claim my soul to take

In the corner whispers linger

Of choices I must make

But smoking makes me nicer

A gentle haze I find

Booze made me a menace with chaos on my mind

Each drag a fleeting shelter

From the battles deep inside

But deep down I remember

The darkness I can't hide

I wrestle with the silence

Between each burning breath

And booze was an alliance

That led me close to death

In this war of vice and virtue

I choose the lesser fight

For booze was an inferno

And smoking dims the light