I'm drowning and I can't find the surface The more I fight to breathe the harder it is to do so The more I struggle the closer I come to death I try and I try to reach the surface to see the blue sky but the more I fight the further I sink My life is being pulled from me My soul ripped away The more I snort the further I go The more I shoot up the closer I am to death The more I use the more I need **** coke and pills are my life I pushed the ones who loved me away I don't see the pain I'm causing them I look in her eyes and I don't see her pain She knows I need help but I keep using She sees my addiction but I cannot She loves me but is letting me go What is my excuse Why do I continue to **** myself So many whys So many questions What would I see If I could see myself in someone else's eyes Would I like the person staring back at me Would I see a strung out addict Would I see a lost soul So I'll snort one more perk I'll smoke some more **** and I'll shoot up some more ******* Because now they control my life
(this poem is about I guy I used to date we remained friends and his addiction was the inspiration behind this poem. Drugs and other substance abuse can really take a lot away.)