The evening is sad though but I am still doing well on smokes. Today was a pretty okay day for smokes. I am so sad though and I should write a poem. 

Ditties dont come as clear tonight

They are murky and opaque like a stagnant pond

The frogs still croak in the summer night

And the moon still shines for sure in the clouds

Just so we dont give up

I do not know how to bear this sadness

It seems so superfluous when we have everything

and more to compare it to

It seems flimsy and almost perverted

to feel sad in such a life as ours

when no reasons but anger

brings sadness to our mind heart so brave

Oh anger how I detest you!

Be gone, be ashamed and dont comne back no more

you are the thorn in my life at home

and I am very sick and tired of you!

Making me feel sad

when truly we are blessed to that extent!

but sadness is part of living

so I take it as bravely and best as I can

and lowering my hand to the water

I drink from the pond of dried up ditties

and smile