Left over from the high

Self deception, this is all

that is left of my spiritual

high for me. Silence comforts

me in the abyss where music

doesn't exist. Please forgive me

and forget me. You will always

have a piece of me with you

because I am a nice person that

gives you peace even in separation.

Patient, I speak God's language which is

silence hoping you will appreciate my

innocence. My existence is all that is left

over from the dawn and night that you have been

ignoring for so long. My existence is

left over from the celestial light surrounding

you after your lovers and friends have slipped

away. My existence is all that is left over from

the high that you gain from smoking. Please

notice, cherish, love and remember me.