Hazy Life

by Robert   Sep 16, 2004


The tension rises in my mind,
But this solution I still can't find.
What do I do or say,
I can't go but I can't stay.
Alone driven by life's cruel hand,
I cope with what I can only understand.
I sit back and wait until all has goes away,
And I hope no one enter this room I pray.
I take what will give me the vision to see,
the actual thing that shall set me free.
Hid he is away from all that care,
a pipe that shall take my despair.
I hold it with a tight grip,
and I in hail the smoke that I sip.
Through the lungs and out my nose,
I shall finally be away from my woes.
Time has no meaning to me at this point,
I just sit back and light another joint.
Time goes without end,
and this drug cares for me like a friend.
Another baggy away from my family and life,
another hour I am away from my wife.
Funny how I can't feel the hell around me,
hell, I just can't see.
For what is there to life when I just survive,
why even walk away and thrive.
no I will just suck down this smoke,
for life now is a big joke......

Written By
Robert Lee Niswander
Copyright 2004

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