Thick grey smoke that clouds my chest
I close my eyes and inhale
Allowing the smoke to fill me
As a Christian allows the word to flow
From the heart to the brain to places unknown
Oh that sweet sweet smoke
That allows me to breathe without a choke
My words are gone
My brain in another zone
Or plane
Focused more or less on pain
That now I see I cannot refrain
From my deepest darkest secrets
The love I hold for her sweetest
Pleasures and tastes
I lose the idea of her face
Its so clouded and distant
I close my eyes to allow reminiscence
But it doesn't remain
All that left is an empty frame
A frame of a love I once knew
But it seems impossible to replace
Or recreate
Or just defragment into understanding
That smoke which allows me to see
Because clarity
Leaves me blind as can be
My mind is free
No restrictions above me
All I see is trees upon trees
Sunshine in the night
And moonlight in the dawn
A time of cold
A time of freeze
Where all that exists is you and me
An addiction like no other
More love for you then my own brother
So where do I stand
In this lost and hopeless land
Of boys who become men
And women who stay the same
Where drugs allow freedom
And God leaves people in chains
That smoke
Which I cannot resist
Society's words on which I feed
I gloat and float
Unaware of the surface
Forever searching for my purpose