Drugs Poem by Sarah Jane Massie

Take the last breath, take another hit, another shot, another drug, another line, another drink, it will end you life slowly and painfully, so you never know what happend. After the beautiful high goes away, you fall into a darkness that you can't escape, the only way is to keep on doing your drug of choice- your new lover. Why do I call it your new lover you ask? Well, you spend your time sneaking around obsessing, deceiving, and craving for it. But that's not all, you lose the ones who truly matter, your in your own hall of mirrors observing all your faults and you get ashamed so you hide from it all by going back to your new lover, and before you realize it, the mirrors have shattered and everything you loved and knew once is suddenly gone from your life.