Never smoked and yet I've still been HIGH

Never smoked and yet I've still been HIGH

Labels: My life / Poetry / Truth Hurts

I've never smoked weed. A day in my life.. kinda have a complex about smokers. One of my aunts had to have surgery on her heart when I was very young because of how much she smoked. She now doesn't even have a real heart. I remember sitting next to her when I was little and being able to here it tick.

I annoyed my grandmother so bad when I was little by coughing out of control around her everytime she lit a cigarette that she eventually quit.

Christmas 2002 when I came home from school for the holidays my grandpa lost a bet over a football game so I told him he couldn't smoke a cigarette until after I graduated...which was that upcoming May. Figured if he could stop for 5 months he would completely quit right. He made it the whole way.. and soon as he got back from my graduation my grandma said he started smoking again.

Last year my grandpa died from lung cancer. After being diagnosed the first time he went threw kemo and was fine. Then when it came back and he went threw it again it made him very sick.

RIP Granddaddy.

So with my family history, I could never smoke, or be with anyone that does no matter what it is. Yeah I know they say that weed won't cause these types of things but I have still always made an appoint to never smoke. I remember my dad took me to an auction when I was in high school. We were going to get my first car. The man who hosts the bidding had a huge hole in his throat. He did the entire auction with one of these things on his throat=====>>>>. I couldn't believe it.

Anyway I am getting off topic. This post was suppose to be how high good lovin' can make you feel. Part of me feels like I have smoked weed since I have had some mindblowing brought a tear to my eyes loving before. As I heard that weed can do, good lovin' makes you daydream and wonder about the impossible, makes you feel tingly all over like no one can take your joy away. I wrote a poem a while back called High... in relation to that feeling...wanna hear it, here it go!
Part I

Not even the greenest of green
Nor the purplest haze
Only you can get me high
So I'm taking this chocolate dutch back to the store
Cuz there's a bigger chocolate dutch I'd like to explore

A plane couldn't take me there
Nor could a space shuttle abort me
Only you can make me high
As your tongue outlines my camel-toe like a pencil
Your hand gently caresses my erect nipple

Crack cocaine couldn't do this to me
Nor could a shot of heroine to my veins
It's you that makes me high
I guess I'm an addict cuz you're so damn addictive
I'd have to go to detox if without you I had to live

I'm towering over NY's highest skyscraper
I've found what a piece of heaven feels like
and it's you that gets me high
Body trembling, I'm in disarray
I can't even think of anymore words to say

Cuz I'm high



Part II

Not even the greenest of green
Nor the purplest haze
Only I can get you this high
So take the honey dutch back to the store
Cuz I have all the honey you need, plus a lot more

A plane couldn't fly you there
Nor could a space shuttle abort you
Only I can take you to this high
Tongue inside your belly-button and I'm headed south
Your finger inside me, while I'm your inside my mouth

Crack cocaine couldn't do this to you
Nor could a shot of heroine to your veins
It's me that makes you high
I guess you're an addict cuz I'm so damn addictive
You'd be in detox if without me you had to live

You're towering over NY's highest skyscraper
You've found what a small piece of heaven feels like
and it's me that gets you high
Body trembling, you're in disarray
You can't even explain in words, but it's okay

Cuz you're high



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