Wednesday, May 26, 2010


The thing about drugs is that they trick you into believing you need them. That with out them, your life will be painful. Once you become addicted, you need the drug. It doesn't need you... and that is the way it will always be. A hopeless addict... shooting up at the littlest sign of discomfort. You hope that the drugs will fill that part of you that is missing.. that makes you want to use in the first place. But then you realize... especially after you see life without it.. that it doesn't really fill anything at all. 

The high wears off. It goes away; and you're stuck wanting more. It's only temporary... coming and going when it pleases. And then... when you least expect it, the urge to use is back almost as soon as it left. The only way to make it return is to surrender to it... to tell it you need it, tell it you want it and track it down, wait up for it into the darkest hours of the morning, tell it your sorry you went away. You're an addict... you'll do whatever it takes to get it back in your hands, even though it will do nothing to stay there. 

You are exactly my brand of heroine. 

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