One True Love

Smoke, smoke, smoke
to get high.
Hit the pipe
it's time to fly.

Eyes wide open
it's the middle of the night.
Come morning time
the sun shines bright.

Pupils big
as the sky above.
Dope became her
one true love.

She yells and screams
I'm tired of this shit.
Lights the flame
takes one more hit.

She gets paranoid
and starts to pace.
While she picks at
bugs on her face.

Things are getting weird
and she's starting to tweak.
Then she realizes
she's been up for a week.

She swears to God
that she'll get clean.
But come tomorrow
she'll be the same dope fiend.

-M.G.J-