falling down, feeling up


       while i do not condone drugs to kids, marijuana is fun because life is a dream.


       yeah, life is just a dream aaaaannnndddddd here i go.


falling down, hitting rock bottom in t-minus ten minutes.

why did my mind think of this?

              why am i blaming my mind for this?

                            why do i always try to find someone or something to blame for my slips?


am i toxic?


                     shit, i am toxic but oh, oh those trees are gorgeous.


i am only nineteen so why am i feeling like my life is ending soon?

my body doesn’t feel like my own now, which is fine because i feel like i’m an angel on cloud nine.

i don’t really know what i’m doing in life.

       does it even matter though.. when life is, but a dream?


nothing matters in the end, so i might as well take all the risks.


       this is really just all one long dream, isn’t it?

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  • Lyriclitty

    Just so long as your living your truth and not harming yourself or others yes take the risks that will hopefully bring you fulfillment and discovery of self. “ my response to your poem lol “ .
    Nice 😊

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