Life's Highs
By kaiyan
Take a pill, smoke a joint. Have you figured out life's point. Never get to that fist high. No matter how hard you try. Going round in circles, so it seems. Life turns in to nightmares, instead of sweet dreams. Memories of last nightm come in a flash. Saying some stupid shit, getting some ass. Talking to people you really don't care to know. Flirting with men you know are too old. Bullshit surrounds you everyday. You part with your demons with nothing to say. Crawling to bed, a little unsteady. Four hours later, your up and ready. To smoke my morning joint in peace. Back to bed you slowly creep. As I close my eyes, I finally realize. Life is just one big high. Written January 8th, 2002 © on Jan 07 2002 04:51 PM PST, Jennifer Sisson-Collier 10 • 0 • 13
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"Take a pill, smoke a joint...."