Drugs and Delusions

My life became brighter the day I was introduced to the crazy lifestyle that surrounds drugs and makes people question their life as they know it. What I eagerly found out was that this life that I had started to lead would wind me up where I am now. Perhaps I should have seen it coming. As they had told me ... Los Angeles is the city of Lost Angels, and we were just as lost as everyone else. Maybe that is why we all were so willing to find ourselves within each other and the ever so diabolical use of meth. In a way I regret ever touching the shit but then I remember all of the fun times that came with every puff. That's when that sense of self comes along and I am forced to face that along with finding myself in this drug I found that I had become a part of it and with that I had slowly died... But how can someone die when they never even close their eyes? They can't. I can't.