I stuck a needle in my arm today
They said it would take the pain away
Instead I feel worse than ever
I need to get my life together
Every day I wake up gasping for air
But finding my will to breathe is rare
Does this suffering ever stop?
It’s only a matter of time before I drop
I put that bottle up to my lips
They said that I took too many sips
I laid there passed out on the ground
I didn’t like the way my heart began to pound
I wish I could find a way out
Everything just makes me want to shout
Does this suffering ever stop?
It’s only a matter of time before I drop
I put my nose next to that white powder
They said it would make me prouder
My throat began to fill with fire
But it gave me energy I never would tire
The only thing it seemed to do
Was give me more time to be blue
Does this suffering ever stop?
It’s only a matter of time before I drop
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