Every substance I used to do were done of my good will.
Though I resent how a few would oh so carelessly spill
About my solo choices; I just wish they would've been more chill.
Peeling clementines while crying
Gotta get it together this time
Partied on the weekend
One drink won’t start a fight
The lights draw me in
They’re saying it will be alright
I’m just a loser
Who has to stay sober on party night
Sitting on dried-up spit
Trying to push my tears down
I’ll be the jester if I cry
The crowd is shouting
Laughing, kissing, waving goodbye
Why can’t I see it?
Why am I not healthy and bright?
My friend is kneeling
Asking if I’m alright
Why can’t I see it?
Why can’t I be a girl full of life
UNIVERSAL MATTER SUBSTANCES- IN PLANETARY
Sun
Planet maybe star
blasting, blighting, shining,
planet universe matter substances
lateraling stellateing
Lunar rocky
Moon
6/2/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
sober now,
and every second screams louder than the last.
the silence i begged for
now drips like acid through my spine.
when i was high,
the world floated —
hazy, dull-edged,
a soft lie i could breathe in.
without choking on memory.
without shaking from truth.
but now i wake up
to light too sharp for eyes that have seen too much,
and sleep with shadows that whisper
every name i try to forget.
they say this is healing.
they say pain is proof i'm alive.
but if this is life —
raw, bleeding,
a wound i carry like a badge —
then maybe i liked dying better.
i miss the numbness.
i miss the nothing.
it was kinder
than this endless parade
of remembering
everything
i ever did
just to feel okay.
When you partake of substances, the light grows dim/
A spark once divine, now lost within/
The mind, once sharp, begins to fade/
A prisoner of choices poorly made/
Chaos reigns, where order stood/
A life derailed, misunderstood/
The buzz, the high, a fleeting flight/
Leaves only shadows in the night/
Men deceive, diseases spread/
You will wake up not knowing how you got pregnant/
Regretful mornings, words unsaid/
A stolen future, a fractured soul/
A body poisoned, far from whole/
But say no and let your light ignite/
A beacon burning, pure and bright/
For God has crafted you with care/
A temple strong, beyond compare/
Choose the path where wisdom leads/
Plant the seeds of noble deeds/
Say no to drugs and alcohol, stand and fight/
And let your soul reclaim its light/
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