High Enough:
I used to think
I wanted to burn out in a cloud of haze
Disconnected
Sinking into the craze
Avoiding everything that made me feel
To opt out for a trip of things that weren't real
A pill here, a puff there
A joint in the backyard
A tab on the couch
A drink in my hand
Things sticking to the roof of my mouth.
As if I was waiting for someone to pull me out
Maybe no one ever will
But I know now,
I control the level of substance paired
With my self doubt.
~J.K.M
Lighter:
An age old trick
When the night air blows too hard,
Tuck your head into your shirt
To light your cigarette with real class.
But the silence under here
Is nicer than the noise out there.
They ask, "why are you at a party if you're sad?"
And you reply
"Because I just wanted to see how many lighters
would get left behind in the yard."
~J.K.M
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1. An Implication (Poetry)
PoetryPoetry for humanity. A collection of thoughts. An array of poetry displayed in raw light. "For what it's worth, not even words can explain the complications in ones head." ~J.K.M.
