28 grams

Time has scared my sorrowful face
Like a life of poison has left its mark
Memories cut through my skin
Smoke some pot to feel happy again
Kill the hurt kill the pain
Turn my heart into stone
Toke that reefer !
Till my bones go numb
Falling into a cosy armchair
Mind begins to slowly impair
Catatonic overwhelming pleasure
In actuality the truth is quite clear
From every moment as real as it seems
To the dust on the bookshelf and the smoke filled room
The afternoon sun shining through the curtains
Orange blood coloured kitchen walls
Unfold the tinfoil for a tiny bit more
Green crispy exotic indica
Religious recreational use of marijuana
Devote myself to true ganja days
The only way to pass the day away
Take a break and relax for awhile
Its a wonderful way to good to be true
Roll up a doobie and take it easy
Inhale a deep puff intoxicated and cosy
Hazy and slightly out of focus
In a state of hallucinated wisdom
The perils of life seem les certain

24.11.14 (c) [PMFP.]

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