One has asked me why,
Why do I drink, smoke and get high?I drink to cleanse the pain,
to bring some heat in the coldest rains,
to know this is the only way,
to keep my mind from going insane.I smoke to shorten my time,
not just small moments but the years i have cried,
to hastily spend each day in this world,
decaying as fast as dark minds of this earth.I get high so I can escape the despair,
all the sorrow and troubles that I could not bear,
all rejection and doubt make my lifetime a burden,
a temporary glue to mend pieces that are broken.Why do I drink, smoke and get high?
One has asked me why,It's my way of self harm,
A type of long term suicide.