Overdose Poem by james chaplin

Overdose
I was 14 when I first did it
The drugs felt so good
The feel of the whole world lifting
I was free, free to do what I want
The endless possibilities,
The more I took the higher I went
Endless rainbows pouring out like blood,
That is usually were addicts begin to worry
Not me though, I was high as I kite
Care free to what was going on around me,
One last dose would set me free for ever
I took every last dropp and injected it into my vein,
Knowing full well what it would do,
My friends said to try it, its good they told me,
I was daft enough to try it,
Looking back I was desperate to fit in
But I have come this far,
I can’t stop now can I?
Laying here, so full of drugs,
Losing consciousness rapidly
My last words…
It doesn’t matter if u fit in or not
The drugs will kill you in the end