Once upon a time in a world so grey.
A little girl of age 15 got into some things she shouldn't have seen.
She smoked, pricked and snorted unlegalised meds.
Once she placed that paper piece on her tongue the colours returned to the world once again.
At a lick of a paper and the smoke from a flame. This little girl had herself to blame.
Struck with self hate and nothing more.
Pour one after another.
She loved the smell, better yet the taste.
As smoke arose in her lungs and drugs in her veins.
She was a good kid but broke on the inside. Everyone leaves her except this one guy.
She wants him to go but he won't.
She doesn't understand why he doesn't want her to grab a rope.
She ignores his pleas and looks in his eyes, as she downs another crystallised surprise.
Inhale and exhale.
Hold only for 3.
Twist the bub, not the lighter, and smoke, then repeat.
Don't burn the fluid or you'll have to restart. Just like her life she wishes she could do over. Once upon a time in a world so grey.
There was a little girl who wanted nothing more than drugs and drinks.

Winters Peaceful Silence
rotates in ears.
Eyes widen as
inner child rises with smile.

Moments mesh
with flakes of beauty
as project lists disintegrate
into newly fallen snow.

Gratitude catipults breath
to rondeau with moons light.
And dancing frozen gems
grace skyline in waves of wind

Snowflakes now build
painting silence
as it follows mission.
Mission to make a magical landscape
gifted from sky.

Just yesterday coats hung dormant.
Temperatures rose to mid sixties.-
People gathered in outdoor malls.
Just a memory now
that lingers as snow falls
and my gears shift.