Happiness is this

I broke the habit made it mine, the sobriety of life

I won't let this prescription marijuana get me in a further strife

I've had enough of coughing, I do not think it wise

To continue with pot habit when I can see with my own eyes

The effect of living week to week, always looking for a foil

While my house goes unattended and my food it starts to spoil

Not eating and not exercising, having trouble writing verse

At least I know this habit didn't get quite any worse

They say it is a gateway drug, and the truth is I don't know

If you like being totally wasted, I can't begrudge you your own flow

But for me it was a set of links in the chain of bad regrets

Of a man who was abusive when he actually got out of bed

So I'm free now of the habit, and I've cut the chain of his

I'm going to live like I do love it, cos my happiness is this

This clarity of thought and all the ideas that I have grown

Of all the costly, worthwhile features I can add now to my home