My missing puzzle piece

the first time 
i got high 
i thought to myself 
“this is what has been missing,
this is the missing puzzle piece 
inside of me. 
this is what life 
is supposed to feel like. 
this endless laughter 
and feeling that 
the good times will never end
is what i’m supposed to be feeling. “
my life when from back and white 
to full blown color when i got high
and i can never give that up. 
i make a lot of bad decisions and write bad poetry about it. lesbian, poet, and punk with my own grunge twist