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The give in to drugs.
Contributed by
LauranHyde
on
Wednesday, 25th July 2012 @ 02:13:59 AM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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Feeling depressed, Im weak to all those who come.
A troubled kid, not much of me to become.
fighting the temptation and not giving in.
Can't hold back, Im fighting the need.
The feeling it brings, the high of my life.
thoughts are gone, no worries, no fear.
If i scream will you hear?
You must be near, i need you with me.
The drugs are courageous,
there starting to become contagious.
I cant stop, they bring me my high.
when Im on them i feel as tho i can fly.
Defeated by this drug, i know Im such a thug.
Dont care why would you dare, not even my own mother was there.
She left me there cold and bare.
I'm selfish i know, But i just feel so low.
I'm worthless and homeless.
I brought this all upon myself.
The rush, the feeling i need it all again.
I just want there to be no pain.
No one to care, nobodys ever there.
Ashamed of my life, i cause myself all this strife.
Alone in the dark, i take my last dose.
I can't even think what i'll miss the most.
Im cold, Im dead.
I died when I first gave in to the fear.
Im dead to the world, Im dead to you.
Copyright ©
LauranHyde
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2012-07-25 02:13:59] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The give in to drugs.
(User Rating: 1 ) by LauranHyde on
Thursday, 20th September 2012 @ 02:29:44 PM AEST (User
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Forgot to place at the top, this is not about me. People are thinking everything I write is personal. Most are, but this is for a friend. |
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