Dark Clouds

Thick grey smoke that clouds my chest I close my eyes and inhale Allowing the smoke to fill me As a Christian allows the word to flow From the heart to the brain to places unknown Oh that sweet sweet smoke That allows me to breathe without a choke My words are gone My brain in another zone Or plane Focused more or less on pain That now I see I cannot refrain From my deepest darkest secrets The love I hold for her sweetest Pleasures and tastes I lose the idea of her face Its so clouded and distant I close my eyes to allow reminiscence But it doesn't remain All that left is an empty frame A frame of a love I once knew But it seems impossible to replace Or recreate Or just defragment into understanding That smoke which allows me to see Because clarity Leaves me blind as can be My mind is free No restrictions above me All I see is trees upon trees Sunshine in the night And moonlight in the dawn A time of cold A time of freeze Where all that exists is you and me An addiction like no other More love for you then my own brother So where do I stand In this lost and hopeless land Of boys who become men And women who stay the same Where drugs allow freedom And God leaves people in chains That smoke Which I cannot resist Society's words on which I feed I gloat and float Unaware of the surface Forever searching for my purpose