The Zone Poem by Edgar Arriaga

the flame reaches the tip slowly, the anxious feeling inside me increasing heavily, the incredible craving ived waited for so long...... - inhale-exhale - every time this happens im in the Zone the perfect place for me, a place where i belong a-way that i can clear my mind of anything, a-way i can think clearly, and open my mined the Zone that ived met and lived by.......