Baby's holdin it in her hands
a beautiful, perfect, no-sticks-no-seeds,
thick rolled, just-lit blunt... never one to
back down, Baby puts it to her lips and hits
it so deep she's coughin up smoke...
(slow down ma... I ain't goin anywhere...)
the smoke starts to rise and Baby gets high
she closes her eyes and everything goes away
(Baby let me relax you, I can have you
in another world... just let me in...)
all those other girls always cause Baby
so much stress... but MaryJane would never...
always there, faithfully claimed, Baby's lil baby...
(what do you want me to do for you ma..?)
she just wants to forget momma and daddy, forget
family, no beatings, shame, anger, hate,
not havin anything to call her own except suicidal
thoughts of doin ANYTHING to escape the hell of home...
(Baby..! No more of that..! Take it out on me...
hit me again til nothin remains of me or ya pain...
remember what I'm here for...)
she hits the blunt again and gives her fucked up
life one last thought before movin her mind
to better things... lookin at the future to
forget the past cuz Baby's smart enough to kno
that she's gotta get away from the present
if she wants to survive...
movin by instinct Baby hits da blunt without
thinkin... burnin her fingers shakes her out of
her daydream and Baby realizes how
much time's been passin...
(don worry Baby, I'll be back soon... I'm
here for you anytime, day or night...)
Baby pulls on the blunt til there's nothin
left but blurred memories and shadows of reality...
it'll all come back soon enough, like a train wreck
slammin her back to the ground...
she might be fightin a losin battle, but MJ's
temporary therapy keeps Baby alive another day...
a beautiful, perfect, no-sticks-no-seeds,
thick rolled, just-lit blunt... never one to
back down, Baby puts it to her lips and hits
it so deep she's coughin up smoke...
(slow down ma... I ain't goin anywhere...)
the smoke starts to rise and Baby gets high
she closes her eyes and everything goes away
(Baby let me relax you, I can have you
in another world... just let me in...)
all those other girls always cause Baby
so much stress... but MaryJane would never...
always there, faithfully claimed, Baby's lil baby...
(what do you want me to do for you ma..?)
she just wants to forget momma and daddy, forget
family, no beatings, shame, anger, hate,
not havin anything to call her own except suicidal
thoughts of doin ANYTHING to escape the hell of home...
(Baby..! No more of that..! Take it out on me...
hit me again til nothin remains of me or ya pain...
remember what I'm here for...)
she hits the blunt again and gives her fucked up
life one last thought before movin her mind
to better things... lookin at the future to
forget the past cuz Baby's smart enough to kno
that she's gotta get away from the present
if she wants to survive...
movin by instinct Baby hits da blunt without
thinkin... burnin her fingers shakes her out of
her daydream and Baby realizes how
much time's been passin...
(don worry Baby, I'll be back soon... I'm
here for you anytime, day or night...)
Baby pulls on the blunt til there's nothin
left but blurred memories and shadows of reality...
it'll all come back soon enough, like a train wreck
slammin her back to the ground...
she might be fightin a losin battle, but MJ's
temporary therapy keeps Baby alive another day...
A contest entry
- 420 by King Bongmaster.
720 points, ended May 5, 2007, 17 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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this was great
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thank you everyone for your support! i feel really good when i can get feedback like this..!!
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I really like this poem, great job on it... It's so true, smoking can help with these problems. Congrats on the trophy too.
~Alix~Maria

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Ahh, good write! "She might be fightin' a losin' battle, but MJ's temporary therapy keeps baby alive another day" - I can so relate.
....Keep on blowin' & pennin'..lol

PoeticButterfly

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good stuff
though I don't hang around in these kind of circles any more, it seems like a realistic depiction of a relationship and a way of life. It's vivid and unified.
"MJ's temporary therapy keeps Baby alive another day.." Good way to end it. -
I actually really like the structure of this poem..The words in parenthesis were my favorite.
Nice write
_Cheers
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this poem was much more stuctured than i thought ehile clicking on the title!! nice write
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this is really cool, i really love the last two lines especially.
its really powerful, and i can practically see the smoke. this is amazing,great perspective^^

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Wow. This was deep. I specially liked the way that it was written,with the partentheses and all. I specially likedt this part: (Baby let me relax you, I can have you
in another world... just let me in...)
all those other girls always cause Baby
so much stress... But anyhow this was just a great poem,you are very creative to have written this.
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lol thats deep..Great I'm happy you got gold on this, My favorite part) I don't know why but when I read "temporary therapy" I smiled, you know how some times you read something and your like "haha great word" I think it's one of those moments it still makes me Happy thinking about it!
my lest fave) It may be a sell out anser but it's true I really don't like cussing I find it distracting so it took me a few lines to get in to if again but thats just me.
anywho good job!

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Now thats the shit im talkin bout right there love that shit... nice


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AWSOME...KEEP ON TOKIN AND SMOKIN
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This was such a unique write and had such a great style for this contest. I was just reading the winning poems, and from the looks of it you deserved first. This was amazing and very true.
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Wow
I can't believe no one's even commented on this yet... The coolest poem I've ever read ever but I am pretty high right now... wow ...better bookmark this for a re-read... lol... Excellent!

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