Feels so good
Feel so free
Not a care in the world
Nothing matters to me
Swirling of the smoke
Burn of the line
Chase that dragon
Flying so damn high
Escape from reality
Take away the pain
Hurt no more
My saving grace
Let it consume you
Take over your life
Nothing else matters
Except how you get your next high
One by one they all disappear
Friends, family, acquaintances furthermore
House, your home & eventually your career, too
All because you let it take over you
Nobody to turn to
Nowhere to go
Scared, solace & empty
Lost in this crazy world
Feels so good
Feel so free
Not a care in the world
Nothing matters to me
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Author:
Cassie Hays (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
A poem of being high. I could almost feel the floating in this one. Nicely done
Thank you for the kind words and taking the time to read my work.
You are most welcome
A write of the ever increasing dependency of drugs to get the high they are looking for, to forget their daily troubles and life and a moment to feel free, a path that is so easy to follow but very difficult to get of off, nicely expressed and written
Thank you for the kind words and taking the time to read my work
You are very welcome
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