Diary of a broken kid

ADDICTION

two years ago , i fell in love with a feeling that was soothing and sweet. that feeling came from weed.
From most of my life , i have lived in a state of anguish , but weed set me free .It made me feel relaxed and calm, a peace that i thought i would never experience. It became my only escape from my tormented life.
It started as a once a week thing, then twice , then it got me . I didn't realise how fast it was taking control of me . Weed became something i depended on . It was my only escape and refuge . When i wasn't high i couldn't function. I needed it everyday to feel normal.
Getting high gave me a temporary escape . The soothing feeling- it wrapped me up and made forget about the pain, but it also took everything away from me . Health, parents, money. everything . i stopped writing poetry , stopped taking care of myself. My life became weed.
it shattered me . My mental and physical health crumbled. and when the weed ran out, the darkness crept in . That's when the suicidal thoughts returned. That's when i tried to end my life