Status: warning: mentions of drug use

Melancholy Moments

one of one

That damned pensive sadness. Perched on my lips as a lighted joint and filling my lungs with delightful poison that I hope will quench that painful longing for something.

Blowing the smoke into the air, I watch as it dances with the dust, contemplating on these melancholy moments that fill my everyday existence. What is it that I’m missing?

Ten minutes can easily slip into hours. Letting the dull haze roll over you. A soft kiss that sends you to a state of semi-slumber.

And I wonder, taking in another drag, if this is the blissful death of my spirit.
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