I know people,
who apparently can judge the entire being of a person
on the fact that they smoke.

Making judgements
by the cigarette
that hangs from their mouth.

The image in their heads
says that this person is bad
but that's just the ignorance talking.

I know people,
who smoke
cigarettes and ****.

These people enjoy the feeling
like the taste
or it's to stop the shakes.

Some of these people
have huge hearts and open minds
greater than all the haters.

I know people,
who drink and party
because they think that's fun.

If that's what you like
then who am I to stop you
but that's not my cup of tea.

I prefer a nice tobacco pipe
and a great book
while I ponder life's questions.  

So ******* and your childish judgements
that cloud your mind
and prohibit you.

Open up and maybe someone
will be willing and able
to care about you again.

She is only 14
Drinking straight ***** and smoking ****
Growing up wasn't so fun for her,
The typical split parents whose love just wasn't enough for her,
With 14 siblings they didn't have enough care for her
And so they buried her
In a place in the back of their heads so far away that they just forgot her.
But some still remembered her;
The step-dad that got a little too rough with her
The step-brother that thought it was okay to touch her,
With a personality built from bruises and a broken soul,
She learned to take on the world all alone..

i just want you to know,
the first time your hand touched my knee
my entire body came alive.
i saw a million fireflies.
looking at you makes me taste
sweet tea
and summertime.
your laugh is lemonade.
your tan skin makes me want
to die a thousand deaths.
and i would gladly.
to be jump-started by a million fireflies,
it would all be worth it.

I pressed my pale face into my hands
While watching my life slip through my tiny fingers.

The spiteful lightning blinds my eyes,
not at all allowing me to see,
exactly whats lays before me.

There is no hope, no chance for me.
I lost my last opportunity.
Everyone yells, and shouts at me,
yet my fate dies, along with dreams.

Not a chance with you,
but this was something I could foresee.
Not any friends to truly talk to,
But open your eyes and see,
You are who I truly need.

How you felt,
when you were left all alone,
in darkness.
Expecting there will be light when you come out,
but when the brights are there,
not a single life was standing there.
That Was What I Felt!

You're nothing like
a good back massage
after a really long day.

You're more of a toe
that has been stubbed
off a coffee table
at 3 am;

You **** me off.