My Sweet Drug Poem by Tiyane Ntjatje

That first puff
That sweet puff
It felt so good
Everything else in the world disappeared
It all made sense

The second pull
That great pull
It was so beautiful
I was in utopia
I wanted nothing else

The third drag
That drag that changed it all
It sent a shocking pulse through my veins
The world was mine

My world could not be any better
I was floating away on a cloud
Nothing in my way
It was pure bliss

My cloud got too full
Too heavy
It's raining. It's pouring.
Too high, I forgot of an umbrella
I am soaking wet
It's all over

Something so beautiful could turn so ugly
My sweet drug…
It is gone!


© T. Ntjatje 2018