clogging my dream's images of past memories,
trying to forget the tradgic beginning,
the 1st day my sight tasted her T-H-C;
enticing my emotions to love like God
sending His only begotton son;
consumed with visions of hypnotic spells
bonding me to her like she is blood of my blood;
going overseas seeking rehab
from foreign doctors,
diagnosing me with post tramatic syndrone
asking them if they can breed my clone
without memories of my addiction,
but it seems there is nothing that can change
my predicament;
going through a bad case of the shacks,
feeling it all the way to my bones,
damn love is strong,
her hold controls the flow of my blood;
trying to get rid of emotional attachments,
but I'm caught in entrapment because
her light green complexion is the source of my attraction;
the Doc told me there is no known cure for my addiction,
so I kit back home to deal with my inner affliction...