Stoned

I can fly. I can hear things I never heard before. My body is as light as a feather. My thoughts aren't driving me to the edge of insanity. I am in pure bliss. The marijuana in my system is finally kicking up. I'm finally feeling the way I like to feel. I don't feel miserable. I don't feel sad or depressed. I don't feel angry and suicidal. I actually feel happy and content. I couldn't care less about anything right now. I've found my escape from the world forever. So I won't be bothered by anyone's shit any longer. I can live in my own fantasy.

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