CannabisA Poem by Jade Stone
I'm still there
I can still feel the frosted air The dank smell of the parking lot The fear that had settled in my bones I can still hear myself having a conversation with my friends as we waited for someone, anyone to come out of the store And the chill when someone finally did How my heart stopped in my chest when my friend asked him to go in there for us And the automatic NO That came out of his mouth like he'd done it a million times before Seen a girl like me Standing there Eyes wide with fear And as he walked away I made eye contact with him while he pulled out his phone The cursing of my friend mere background noise I felt realived, disappointed, and grateful all at once. © 2018 Jade StoneReviews
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