I feel the substance flow through my veins
taking away the hurt and sorrow
I tear up, feeling myself drain.
hoping for a better tomorrow
I'm getting tired of trying to be better, tired of fighting
my mind fills with a distorted perception
my body years for it, it looks so inviting
and i'm bombarded with thoughts of deception
all my worries are finally suppressed
and i finally find
a life that is not depressed
some guaranteed peace in mind
looking back at my actions now i pity myself
why did i ever let it tempt me?
all because of someone else
one day i hope i can eventually be free
free from this hell called heroin
i've had enough of it controlling my brain
even though the call to it is so very mellowing
it's driving me crazy, it's driving me insane
i want this path of mine to stop escalating in the wrong direction
i want to once again be on the right track
and in order to do that, i have to break this connection
i want happiness and laughter again, i want my life back
it's a promise i make
and one i intend to not break.
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A little insight-
Poetryso when you feel lonely, please don't dwell, for everyone's in their own personal hell.