A Flight Unbound Poem by April Humason

In a world of no pain, nothing left to gain,
Your memory leaves a stain, this highness I can't restrain.
Oh, Mary Jane, what havoc on my brain,
I'm lost, I'm changed, my thoughts in chains.

Endless hunger, like a nomad, I roam,
Getting chunky on illusions, laughter becomes my home.
Everything seems funny, life turned strangely funky,
Drowning in false perceptions, craving money, honey.

No hug big enough to heal the slug within,
Seeking solace in drugs, escaping my own sin.
Chugging down the haze, feeling strangely smug,
A false sense of power, a belief I'm a thug.

So high, I feel, like a soaring bird I fly,
To the limitless sky, I wave goodbye.
Yet, amidst the euphoric sigh, a question I can't deny,
Longing not just to fly, but to touch the sky with eyes open wide.