Smoke filled days
Your merry ways
Free of conscience you seem
When you feel
it is
so much
more real
I will always love and forgive

Pretty good stuff

I love it :)

should we all join in now and post a poem?

Wake up, go to work
Come home tired.
Why do I feel so Uninspired?
Calm in my cave which I call home,
thoughts of depression, so all alone.
Nothing is real but the pain,
Is there something wrong with my brain?
Close my eyes...
Sleep...
Awaken.

Please God! Take me to Heaven.

Workday stress and daily toil
they wear you out ,make you recoil
You can fret and worry until it defeats ya
or fuck it all and order pizza

Meh, pizza is overated. Funny poem tho. :D

I have fallen for you,
suddenly on the strait
I saw your pretty eyes,
but the stoop too late.
(It's better in Dutch).