Dead inside (poem written right before rehab.)

Fading quickly away right before our eyes-

Drowning in a life of pain hidden under my disguise-

this wasted like has become nothing but a blur-

left now with only memories of who you once were-

find yourself reminiscing back to the days that you were clean-

now i just find myself waiting for someone to intervene-

slipping away from reality as the poison attacks-

damaged arms hold evidence of affliction just follow the tracks-

In my painful solitude i watch my blood mix with sin-

now fusing together as i draw back on the syringe-

my addiction pulls me further in as i pull the plunger back-

emptiness running through my veins, feelings are what i lack-

I used to be happy in life, always thought i'd come out on top-

which is why I'm so confused and i question, "Why can't I fucking stop?"-

but now the drug has taken over, my life is gone, I have no control-

nothing left to numb my pain, nothing strong enough to fill this hole-

so i continue to act like my life is together, but how long can we really pretend?-

have to face the face the truth and realize that i'm gone and this is the end.