It started out as a seemingly innocent charade.
But soon become more then just another game to be played.
needles in arms.
smoke in lungs.
burning noses.
Swirling images.
Another form of torture
Look at what has been done.
Covering up to hide the bruising.
Nothing but pure desire.
A mind going hay-wire.
Another lost life.
Another broken heart.
A family now falling apart.
No love.
No peace of mind.
No escape from the choices that were made.
Trying to stop
The demons still taunt
Shaking hands
Numb mind
Searching for another hit
Swearing this is it
Bags cover your dresser top
Now you see it's hard to stop