Smoke of death.

I am small but am strong,
cheap and slick so everybody i can cheat,
i can be your addiction if you want to get hooked on me.

I come in sticks thus am easy to keep,
am present in many shops so am easy to seek,
i can take you to great heights but destroy your insides,
thick soot on your lungs amongest one of my plans,
coughing uncontrolably will be nothing of the past.

When your are down i come close and show you how much i care,
after i mess your health all i do is nothing but stare,
as you lay helpless being reeled into intensive care.

Think first before in my arms you cast, for with an addiction to me in life you remain cursed.