<33 Poem by alaska .

he always acted stolid,
cause he thought it made him look more solid,
maybe it worked on most,
but to her it was clear as day,
that he made himself pay,
with the drugs,
and the naked hugs,
he was suffering,
while her home screen was buffering,
he says he's gonna kill himself,
and they all think he's joking,
cause he's been smoking,
as he skips to his death,
says he's never done meth,
just the 'fun stuff',
now he's left with just one huff,
and a puff,
its spinning at a tilt,
as she watches the love they built,
crumble to dust,
was she just lost in the lust?