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they have such a control over you. only once and they will chain you to the ground. there seems to be no way out. all t hat goes threw ur mind is how the hell am i going to get high today. no money in your pocket what do you do? you beg and pleed to get some time of cash in your pocket. till one day you realized you popped 5 concertas and snorted 2 hydros and 2 512 oxycodones and all your hopes of living go down the drain. you open your eyes and your suprised your still breathing. your heart feels like its going to explode. your whole body becomes numb and all you keep telling yourself is you wanted to die but not like this. and all you keep repeating is im gunna stop. im going to rehab. im not ready to die. you try and sleep but your to afraid too. stay up all night. next day you go sober and say no im gunna stop im gunna change. what a lie that was. the day after that your poppin concertas and vikes all over again. the control they have on you. the pain you endure to wake up every morning. undescribable. this is not the life I wanted.
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Posted by rizzaph on 2008-12-04 15:39:41 | Rating: | Views: 44
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