THE GREEN ADDICTION By: Kingsleywrites

while on a race with time,
shades were being thrown at me.
I began to run out of time,
Breathless and confused .

Nothing seemed to connect now
Even my shadow held unto me no more.
Heart broken and lost ,
my soul began to give in slowly;
And right there,
At that very moment,
Questions loomed around my dark mind
Creating hallucinations
Of a greater darkness beneath me
And the unseen evil hovering above my head.

I, a hollow soul masked in a man
Was about to dine with my fears,
Which lingered around me .
Misty clouds had paved misty ways
And i was lost in a trance ;
Like it was some kind of maze,
all i could do was gaze,
Hoping something good will surface.
Oh well, i only wanted a dip
Now i am way deep
drowning within the mist of that damn weed.
©kingsleywrites_

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