Maryjane the one who stayed

There's somethhing about the smoke
It rolls on my lips
over my tounge
through my lungs
and out my mouth
And suddenly things change
yet stay the same
not as much worry
not as much pain
sure it can get blurry
sure i'll act insane
but it helps
it really does
without it i'd be ashes
so I burn the ashes
and take a deep breath in
and begin to feel a little better
if only for an hour
it's one less hour of tears
Thankyou Maryjane for always being there