Inside

Make-up makes me pretty,

clothes make me look sleek.

You swirl around inside me

with out you I feel so weak.

School then job, my normal life I go

fantasizing hourly about coming home.

Barely noon and I need another fix,

sweating, panting, and mouth starting to foam.

Needle needle in my arm you know I love you so,

thankfully the rush you bring calms me.

Oh yes! My heart begins to slow.

Wait! needle needle this can’t be!

Help! Call some one! I can’t move.

Only in my mind I beg and scream.

My breathing stops its over now.

Bright white lights - is this a dream?

I hear beeping and chatter,

my eyes hurt and my chest is tight.

Am I alive? Could it be?

But wait! There’s no family in sight.

Needle needle why didn’t you kill me?

Honestly, I deserve to die.

My addiction is my only friend.

Family is no match for feeling high.