Weed Vs. Love
A fight against the drug.
As its THC has flooded my blood stream,
infected for much more weeks, months.
The urge to suck the smoke, a gigantic pull,
these are my paper airplanes.
They're taking my mind past the height of them kites,
mentally taking a ride to wonderland with Alice.
I did not want to ask her,
but instead he took over the favour.