Addicted.

God, I need it. I need it so bad. Everything hurts without it. My heart is broken and it's the only thing that can fix it. Shit, shit, shit shit shit shit shit.
They all left.
But you'll never leave.
Putting up every guard I have.
I need that pill.
You make me feel like I don't care. I'm losing myself.
No I'm not.
I lost myself.
Fuck.
Help, I need you, xanex.
I need anything that'll get me out of my head.
Friends don't work any more.
You're my only friend.
I only need you.
How did it ever come to this?
Kill me someone.
Before I do it myself.
-a very broken withdrawing addict.
August 10th, 2011 at 01:33am