alcohol and nicotine

alcohol flows through the veins
as
nicotine fills the lungs
of the young.
sitting in the bars
and clubs
trying to find a place to fit in
going home night after night
with another.
then the night become repeative
and becomes habit
next thing they know
they are thirty and
sitting at home alone
with no place to go
all the other friends
married
with children
not to frequent the bars and such
anymore.

but, still, the others
fill their body with
alcohol and nicotine
that seems to be the only friend now.
comfort in a bottle
and a pack
getting looks from the
new younger crowd
that is filling all the "hot" spots
new faces
with the same futures.
you try to help them
but they just laugh
and say
"not me"
but you know the truth
you have lived it
you have been there
the little wisdom
that you have aquired
is cast away
onto the floor like ashes
to lay along the puke stains
from you and your old pals

some more years pass
as they slowly
start to trinkle to you
telling you how
much you where right
and wish that they had listened to you