A Stoner's Diary: Entry #2
A Poem by BMTH
Weed is great
What lover can bring peace where there is chaos? That provides leadership where there is anarchy and calm where there is destruction? What lover can convince you that things can get better? That there is hope somewhere to be found even when youre at breaking point? When I'm staring down into my grave she pulls me from the edge and tells me "Stay with me a while" and wraps herself around me. She whispers in my ear words of encouragment, and i fall under her trance. Bliss floods my body and in her embrace my eyes begin to close as my mind drifts away. She takes my hand and leads me far away from my pain. She sings to me as I fall asleep with only her smell on my mind. Such a sweet smell. The smell of happiness. What woman can provide what my Mary Jane hasnt?
© 2014 BMTH
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