Drugs

the beginning

Getting high.
Its the only thing I ever wanted to do.
It always happens to the ones who say it'll never happen to them.
I was just gonna sniff the bag, then the guy says,
"If you're gonna sniff, you might as well pop it, and if you're gonna pop it, you might as well mainline."
I was afraid of needles, but of course I gave in.
Heroin.
It was like a long heatwave through my body. Any ache or pain or sadness or guilty feeling was just completely flushed out. You feel cool, like a gangster or a rockstar. But its pretty much just something to do to kill the boredom.
At first you feel guilty so its only a small habit, but it feels so good you start doing it on Tuesdays, then on Thursdays, then its got you...
And you want to stop, you really do. Its like a dream, but you can't stop dreams, can you? They move in crazy pieces and suddenly you can do anything you want to.
When your doing shit like heroin and coke, smoking seems like childsplay. So you take that on as a habit. When you can't get heroin, you get coke, when you can't get coke, your so desperate you'll take pills from anyone, not knowing a fuck about what it'll do to you. That's when smoking is the last resort.

Everyone who hasn't tried it will tell you it'll kill you, but I know its cause they can't get any themselves. Soon enough every friend you've ever made will turn their back on you. They want nothing to do with you and thats when you start thinking, maybe this is wrong, maybe I should try stop, but like I said,
You can't. There is always that voice in the back of your head saying just one more time, then I'm done, but you're never done.
And that was only the beginning.