Existing is such a painful thing

yet it is all I wish to do

I want to lay in an empty field of tall, green grass

as the empty body that I am

Filled only with marijuana 

and the knowledge that I exist

I want to watch the coulds as the socialze together

as they make shapes and cry together

I want to lay down and feel grass on my face

and to not register I have things to do

I just want to get high and do nothing else

but exist in the haze

between dreams and reality

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I do not condone the use of drugs, please don't hold me to it. Thanks.

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Poetic Emotion

Emotions are louder than words,
but are harder to hear,

because we dont listen with our ears,

but with our hearts.



Author's Notes/Comments: 

Good at hearing, but bad at listening?

Good at talking, but dont know why?

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happiness, disappointments

breathing, smiling, crying

journey with no destination


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