poem about addiction -the walk you love and hate-

Craving for it is hard
it eats at you
you walk by
look inside and keep going
you get that little guy
pacing on your shoulder
weighing you down
you walk by again
stop for a second
and keep going
his pacing back and forth
you mimic his every move
from one corner to the other
lighting up a cig
just to stop that shaking
you walk so much
back and forth
wearing at the sidewalk
your own personal groove
you pass by again
this time you take a deep breath
but keep on going
you think of that sweet taste
the feel you got
when you first tried it
it brings back memories
good and bad
from all those insane nights
and mornings
and days
and weeks
you think of it so much
you almost sprint to the door
but you hold back
maybe you can forget it
just light up another cig
breath in the cancer
down deep into your black lungs
the little man is now running
he hates you
he just wants to go inside
but you resist
tell him to think it through
you walk by again
stop like the last times
its different though
this time you go to the door
this time you give in
the little man thought it through
you turn the handle
take your last drag
and enter into another night
memories will truly be had