And I never thought I'd be in this position, laying back, feeling everything and nothing at the same time. It's such a roller coaster. I keep fidgeting and forgetting, shaking and hallucinating. I never thought it would lead to this, me being here, feeling this, seeing this, experiencing this. I kept seeing you, I started talking to you, and everyone stared, asking what the hell I was doing, I froze. I thought you were there, but it was just a hallucination, I sat and cried. Two days later, after six days of no sleep, came worse shakes, worse hallucinations, worse chest pains. I tried to be okay. I leaned over in bed to grab more pain killers to make the pain go away, but I missed and hit my poison. There was still some left in the needle, and it went deep in my vein as the pain killers fell off the end table. I felt the instant rush again, and my heart started racing and then became spastic. My vision became blurry and the lights in my head started flashing. And then, that was it.
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The Thoughts of An Addict
PoetryThese are just some thoughts I've had struggling with addiction myself, and seen people struggle with addiction. It's a rough path to go down. I hope you enjoy.