The days are blurring together
Every day is like the one before,
only darker
I came out here to think
Yet my mind cannot concentrate
I have to struggle to find happiness
My happiness comes to me
as soon as I place the needle into my skin
I have lost myself
I have lost everything I had
I have lost my feelings,
my thoughts, my emotions
I came out here to think
Yet my mind has stopped functioning
I am nothing now
A lifeless body
with a hungry addiction
a desire for more
I came out here to think
Yet there is only one word running through my head –
Regret.
I wish I have never picked up the needle
I wish I was strong enough to ask for help
I wish I could stop
I wish it wasn’t too late
I wish I could turn my life around
I came out here to think
Yet what do I have to think about?
