A New Friend

I need it.
That addiction I so long ago
Cured.

I want it.
That feeling that left
Forever.

I love it.
The pain and sorrow I
Felt.

I miss it.
The slice and dice of the
Body.

I lost it.
So now my body wants something
Different.

I found it.
A new cure to ease my
Soul.

I smell it.
The marijuana, rolled in a blunt
Burning.

I taste it.
Filling my taste buds with
Flare.

I see it.
Smoke eating at my bloodshot
Eyes.

I touch it.
A collage of green burning in
Flames.

I hear it.
The inhaling of the grass’s
Smoke.

I can’t take it.
You took away my one and only
Release.

I won’t have it.
You can’t stand to see me
Happy.

I don’t have it.
I don’t have anything.
Except that fake smile.

Pretending I’m alright.
Until I find a new friend.
To cover the pain again.