Smoke

Confused and dark
Time slipping away with every blink
Holding my head trying to find reality
But there is you
My reminder this is real
This feeling will fade
With the confidence it brings
Anxiety and depression with the waves
I panic
Is this real?
The smoke and the high?
Me kissing your lips and savoring the sweet.
I touch your chest
This doesn’t feel real
But it will fade
But, god did I get lucky to have you
Through the smoke and the high

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