MARIJUANA

In my palm it is mere powder Soft and silky White like snow. But in my veins It is harsh and aggressive, It burns like a wild fire, Day and night I get encroached By it's haughtiness. It's dominion tend to grow As much as I let it flow Through my tiny pores I gradually became A living corpse. Her domain became A steel in my heart, Slowly I sanked low to it's leading, Little did I know My heart was only bleeding. I tend to locate comfort In her leading abilities Under her shelter I was made to rest, Being a guest at her Insecured tent. Just a taste of her Made me a superhuman Only in my thoughts I could move mountains Baffled by the anxieties Of life... I lean on her for support, As I feel it move Through my veins I became locked up In her chains.