24 September 2012
I looked up in the darkness Lying in my bed Lonely, lost and broken All my tears were shed The things that I once lived for Pale in comparison To what I steal and beg for The wrongs that I have done.
These substances are hideous Breaking up my mind Challenging my senses Making hope quite blind I've been arrested for it Many many times Never has it stopped me I want those thin white lines.
It's a feeling so delicious Lifted high into the sky Elated and euphoric Like I could never die But then I fall from my cloud I plummet to the floor Depression sets in quickly Anger, fear, and more.
I hurt myself so easily And over what I see Those things that don't matter To anyone but me One part of me says 'stop it' The other 'don't you dare' But though I do my best This pain is hard to share.
I don't want to worry people They've enough on their plates I'll suffer here in silence And focus on the hate They tell me it's a crime To be addicted this way Yet I just feel sick inside me The same way every day.
I don't want to cause trouble I don't want to hurt my friends I just want to live my life I just want to see this end I'm trying, truly, always am But I can only go so far I don't even have a home No family, no car.
I'm picking myself up now But only to take more I've got to keep it hidden Stay behind closed doors I'm a junkie, I'll admit it A stupid, lonely soul My options are so limited But you can make me whole.
Will you hold my hands within yours? Will you help me off the street? Will you take me in as your own?
Will you help me get clean?
Junkie • Opuss № I