His CBD

His CBD

A Poem by butterfly

Are we a night mare or a dream
sin or heaven sent
A gift meant to be 
A breath of child’s destiny
I love you with eyes open
Yet I hate the reality I see
The roaring sirens song keep me frozen
I can’t seem to block you permanently
He descends on me to feed
An insatiable hunger
Am I his 7th wonder
He says he will let go when I found the man to make me happy
Yet the craving is also running through my veins
how can i cut out my heart
i wish i could have been more smart
Cupid got me with that stupid dart
does he laugh from the entertainment leaving me scarred
With every breath there is this need like the desert crave the rains
this is what it must feel like to be high on drugs
I had a taste of his cbd
Tastes like honey
I couldn’t stop if i tried and i tried
to forget the flavor of this high
Is it a nightmare or is it a dream
He asked me about Japanese Alice in wonderland
As we drove to mcd’s in his van
while we hold hands
yet we break the law and its bad
yet this is the best high I ever had
it opens doors to wonderland
Sometimes a lonely heart just aint smart
is it it a night mare or a dream
he is the heroin running through me
i wake up but still loving him like a child
a flower growing wild
The glaring sunlight  is all I can see while on his CBD.

© 2021 butterfly


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

28 Views
Added on May 30, 2021
Last Updated on May 30, 2021

Author

butterfly
butterfly

CA



About
"Butterflies are the heaven sent kisses of an angel." more..

Writing
Pink Peony Pink Peony

A Poem by butterfly