Can’t remember where it started.
Why this happened to me?
Questioning my actions.
Bad chooses and foolish decisions.
Worked 40 – lost it in 1.
More tracks than railroad crossings
Inner nose baldness
Glass tube penis
Burned fingertips
Driven by animal instincts
Crawling in the darkness on all four
Body odor, self-care non-existence.
Bed a bus stop bench
Lost in this addiction.
No day, no night – life on the hunt.
Told more lies than the stars in the sky-
lost the truest love of my life.
Sold my body. . . ruptured anus that didn’t stop me.
Lost in this addiction.
Why didn’t someone tell me, “Never try it, not even once.
It’s a bottomless trap.”
Been stabbed, set-on fire, and shot,
Laid in a hospital bed third time still
trying to figure out how to get high.
Each day I a living nightmare
getting high to forget the pain of this addiction.
An endless cycle I can’t shake. . .
Went to rehab for some hope,
only to find despair all around me.
Hearing the old cats had been through tenth-teen times
only led me to get high again.
What kind of shit is this?
The high is not high anymore,
only misery of dependence which I have no control.
In this addiction.
I need help!
Watched an OG fall to his knees
clenching his chest as a heart attack took his life
I reached for his pipe
cause all I could think about was getting high.
What kind of shit is this?
Some way, some how I got to FIND ME!
I don’t what to die like this
In this addiction.
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