Underneath the Silhouette of a Cigarette

Been trying to kill myself in the silhouette of this cigarette slowly Suffocate while I immolate cynically this cylinder, calmly Ventilate this clouded hate while I respire from this finite fire Terminate this disguise, this corporeal state at any rate complete my demise Inefficiently inhale stale air to tear apart my insides, microscopically Ashes to ashes dust to dust, must I inhale with such voracious lust If I am to die eventually then why all this hurry Delicious asthma, tainted plasma and habitual defeat Every day I want to die the ashes fly but no death I meet The Phoenix ties me endlessly to this addiction breathlessly I just want to die, finally