High

Inhale.
Exhale.
Inhale.
Exhale.
I breathe it in.
and by it i mean him.
he is poison.
to me and my lungs.
while i hold him in i wonder,
mainly why?
i feel him begin to take his toll.
he works his magic and here i am again.
because i let him.
then i exhale.
and hes gone.
he slithers out of my mouth like the snake that he is.
now everytime i exhale, im free.
free of him.
free of his poison.
you consume me.
you make me laugh the way he used to.
and forget about the poison.
the poison he released in me.
but it wont kill me.
and what doesnt kill me makes me stronger.
you make me stronger.
you let me exhale.
because you make me high.