As I stare at the sky I am lost
Though my thoughts are gifted
Hole in my heart
Empty void
Something is missing
Stuck expression on my face
Shows content
Smoking and poetry is a way to vent
Trying to take your life
Funny how
A man of flesh and blood
Intertwines with fate
No confusion with faith
Not a drug dealer
But will make a way
Through my life of misfortune
Words of wisdom
Torture my soul
My flesh my prison
Of course I’m nothing
Just a passing wind
