Your touch is comforting
Your taste is amusing
Your smell is relieving
You feed me a fantasy; I feed to you a soul
I can’t live without you, and you can’t live without me
You make everything better, but then…
Reality strikes back and takes me in
It eats at me, and I am left vulnerable,
But that moment that I smoke, taste so sweet
It fills my lungs and lifts my mind
I relax and look at everything differently
Life appears to be delicious
But then reality comes back
You leave me alone and I suffer
The suffering wont end, but neither will the high
You help me love, sing, and smile
But only for so long, my sweet, sweet addiction