I shiver; I shake.

My blood gushes,
This pain I cannot take.
My mind rushes.

I lay here
In my cold, dark bed
Full of fear,

Wishing I was dead.

But it is the only way
To become free.
Nothing I can say
Can cleanse me.

I won’t let it win,
But it fights rough.
This drug is a sin,
And it is tough.

I took it so long,
It is in my veins.
But that’s not where it belongs,
Causing all my pains.

Why did I choose
To even start?
It became the light and fuse
To the destruction of my heart.

Well I was tired,
And I was sad.
That’s why I became wired
To something so bad.

There is no explanation
For what I have done;
For my fascination
With this sort of “fun”.

So to finally stop
I must quit it all.
To reach the top
I must first fall.