Inhale temporary pleasures to subdue overwhelming pain
Exhale with relief, but only momentarily because your utopian fantasy loses color.
It waits to get painted by the ashes burned off your stick of joy.
Roll up fears, ignite your swallowed life only to find your room is as dark as after you lighted your joy.
Watch closely as your inner demons sneer at you, only hiding in the crevices of your timed happiness to appear exactly where you attempted to vanquish them.
These are truths of Earth’s herb and while you believe inhaling is beaconing light.
the setting changes like the sun sets and the moon rises.
The herb is only a distraction, to convince you not to face your life.
True happiness comes from the relief of conquering the boundaries ahead of your path.
Constantly moving forward and chasing what you believe.
Smoking only causes you to pace in place while life moves without you
-kgenesis
About the Creator
Kgenesis
sharing my inner thoughts, views, pains, and pleasures through poetry
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