Thank god for weed....

by barbara   May 5, 2007


No one to save me from the inferno
that i'm spinning slowly down in
to feel like i have nowhere to go
and a need to be rid of my sin

lately i smile and pretend
only happy when im high
it's time for my life to end
but i'm not to say i can die

i love to escape; which is what i need
too many thoughts in my head
i thank god everyday for showing me weed
to save me when i want to be dead

and now i'm messing up
before i realize what's going on
i just want to GIVE up
and disappear and be GONE

i'm trying to be happy and be good as i can be
but then i blink and it's the same old junk
i wish i could escape and be free
i don't want to be known as a punk

i cry into my pillow nigh
so much unexplained pain
i escape the truth by getting high
but it's useless there's nothing to gain

i used to cut which helped a lot
but i think it scared my mom
now i escape and i just smoke pot
because with it i'm happy and calm.....

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  • 17 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Wow, the flow on this was flawless. I can't really relate, though i know about self-harm.
    You really did a good job with the wording and emotion.
    love Tara-Kay
    x

  • 17 years ago

    by Beauty In The Breaking

    I understand the pain behind this one and the feelings of just wanting to give up and die but the pain will still be there when you come back down and I find it hard yes, but better to just try to deal with it as it comes and get it over with =P
    A great job at finding the right words to express the pain and loneliness that we can go through but if we choose then we can over come and it change it so we are in control instead of it controlling us ^.^

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