The cure Date: Tuesday, 5th October 2010 @ 01:31:26 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: eastboyez The heart sinks through the chest, Breathing is slow, I feel at rest Jaw gets loose , moves so slow Body gets light, I feel am about to flow There is a smirk on my face, worries no more Even breathing makes me happy, I think I'hv found the cure From money, to love, to all the hate to the sadness, the poison that's got into our veins It heals me so well, but I get sick again So I take more n more again n again Don't call it a drug, its a medicine The whole world on weed, the peace, imagine ! This poem is Copyright © eastboyez Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=162650