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turn the lights off
leave me in the dark
to contemplate with my mind and heart
how long has this lasted?
i have absolutely had it
up to this point I could hold it in, but it hurts
i wish I had 3 wishes like Aladdin
my mind is going through drought and famine
my mental state is crashing to the floor
you don’t know me behind my closed door
after my cousins death (may he Rest in Peace)
i made and started following my own philosophy
“God, Weed, and Poetry"
something i have to start following again for the rest of my days
just thinking about it puts a smile on my face
it made me happy, for a while i actually was
but now i’m sitting in the dark
playing with my old lighter
is this when a lover turns into a fighter?
should i just set my work on fire?
i’m tired, i’m fed up
i’m thinking about the events that led up-
to this
should i quit?
maybe i should
only when you read something i write is when i’m understood
personally, a lot of you don’t understand me
only a couple do, most of them not family
just leave me here to watch the sparks of this lighter-
spark a fire
until i fall asleep
knowing ill wake up to the same depressing, heart wrenching daily routine
“God, Weed, and Poetry” are the only things keeping me straight
i plan on sticking to it
there’s no alternative
“Smoking weed until the feeling goes away. Peace signs in every picture that i take, i represent World Peace.”
-Dizzy Wright
~PEACE
