I never knew what pain was Until I felt the sting of withdrawal That's the kind of hurt that can cause The strongest toughest man to fall
That's why I would do anything Just to taste another hit That is the biggest reason why It's impossible to quit
I know that it's pure evil It's poison but it brings me peace Causes so many problems But **** I love that sweet release
I spend all the money I have On a vice that I despise This love-hate relationship Will surely be my demise
Too broke to go to rehab Or support this habit If I knew what would help I would reach out and grab it
I become lost and hopeless I want so badly to heal But I'm always trapped by This sickness that I feel
I used to look into mirrors And see a smile there Hating my reflection has Replaced my smile with a glare
Is there any way to change? Or is it already too late? The worst part of this gutter? I created my own fate
If I could go back in time And do things right instead of wrong I would never let this Awful drug string me along
******, you've got me Im addicted, bound to your high But I swear I am trying with all my strength to say goodbye
This was written 1/14/17 over a year ago but reading it takes me back to the way I felt when I wrote it. I remember exactly how trapped and powerless I felt, not even recognizing the person staring back from the mirror, not caring about myself enough to look after my body, whether I lived or died didn't matter at all, I was just going through each day barely hanging on to the few threads of goodness I had left in my life. I am so much happier now and reading this makes me even more confident in my decision to never touch that disgusting poison again. This is my motivation. I don't ever want to be that girl again, I was a hollow empty shell of the real person I have now become and I have so many things that are fulfilling in ways that drugs will never be!