These Drugs
I see no reason to live,
I see only reason to die,
I’m not going to fight this feeling,
Because inside I’m dieing,
I falling faster and faster,
I can’t get control of my life,
My head is spinning and my mind is racing,
What more can I get from these drugs,
This addiction,
To this pain and this blood,
To the sight of my suffering,
Feeding me,
Keeping me alive,
Yet allowing me to die,
I will die,
And I will suffer more,
I will kill myself with these drugs,
This blood is all I need.
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