mrskhutchinson
*VIEW DISCRETION ADVISED*
*DRUG ABUSE
*PHYSICAL/SEXUAL ABUSE
*DEPRESSION
It was assumed an abstract thought.
Pure euphoria, is what it was.
No one can explain it, not to it's full potential.
Unjustified, Unreasonable, Vexatious. But yet, I remained starved without it.
Removing the cotton textured strings from my shoes.
Depression fueled my motive.
Tightening the shoe string just at the fold of my left arm, I reinforce it taught with my teeth.
Driving the needle through my skin, breaking the surface of my vein.
Pressing the plunger of the syringe, I become more alive then I've ever been.
Immediately I am departed from reality.
Immediately everything that has been broken is fixed. Even for that moment.
Immediately I am addicted.
Culprit, Pure rhapsody. Pure conviction. Pure heroin.
In that moment, self destruction isn't such an ugly thing.
A story of a young girls revival.