I'm scared, okay? What more can I say? I fall deeper into my addiction more and more every day. I yearn for a hit, I crave for the high, if I ever told you I was over it, just know it was a lie. I'm a prisoner to the drugs, even more so to how it feels. At this point, it doesn't matter if it's heroin, meth, or pills. I'll take anything I can get my hands on, I'll even take them together, I've become the person who I once said I would never. I am nothing without drugs, yet the drugs make me nothing, I take them so I don't feel, but at the same time, I take them so I feel something. I know, okay? I try to explain it, but it makes no sense. Just like everytime I try to fight this addiction, it's my own self that I go against. Maybe I can't win, maybe it's all just supposed to happen. And if I do lose this war, please, just look back at my life with compassion. I tried.
