Using and Abusing

My body is always abused and it's always used: But the fact is I really don’t care, never even wash my hair; Never giving my body any fuel, my head is a whirlpool; Everything’s out of control, I’m sinking into a black hole. All the alcohol I drink so I cant think; Is really abusing me, destroying my body literally; 7 packs per week I smoke, causing my lungs to be a joke; All the drugs I consume, surely is causing my doom? Every single blade scar, from where I went too far; My body's where the art is made, the brush itself being a blade. This dreadful addiction can't be cured, it has my death soon ensured. But still from this pain I can't wake, unable to give my body a single break.