Roll another pain, let the kush take control. I inhale the hurt, exhale ghosts from my soul. Every drag lifts me from this hole. Smoke clouds rising, but I’m still sinking Iow. I light my past up just to watch it glow. Burn slow, feel nothing, that’s the goal. My lungs full of regret, my heart black coal. I’m faded in the shadows with a broken goal. Puffing on my trauma, let it overflow. High ust to forget what I can’t outgrow. Pain wrapped tight in every blunt I roll. I spark my demons, let the darkness low. Smoke floats where the sorrow flows. Numb feels better than the truth I know. Ashes fall like memories I can’t let go. Blunt lit, but my soul still froze. Scars on the skin nobody knows. Empty eyes stay high. Smoke like a veil when the dead thoughts rise. Empty eyes stay high. I breathe that peace while the dark survives. I been medicating wounds that never close.
~ Naela Letsjevna Shakhabova
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