Trying to achieve freedom and liberty through a needle, pumping your veins full of filth for what fucking reason ill never know. Maybe i do but im just in denial about it? Maybe i dont want to realise and understand while im doing this - deeper and deeper into the abyss im throwing myself one hit at a time. Harder and harder im fucking myself and im the one paying for it; not just through cash but through blood sweat and tears - emotionally fucking myself up in a million and one ways, knowing the thruth, understanding the thruth and even comprehending it yet applying it is a completely different fucking story. Hoping and hoping this will leave my life and my exsistance yet through hope and prayer alone it wont. Hard work and lots of energy is what it will take but it has to start somewhere - you know where, youve seen where, youve even stood in that place and saw yourself: your past, your present, your future, your good and your bad, your deep and your dark even the bit of happy and light left in your life and yet you chose to take a fall backwards, standing where it all began - ready to move forward or were you? Was your journey complete or has it just started, was your life ready to begin again or was that moment just there to give you a glimmer of hope for the moment knowing that one day there will be a brighter future waiting for you, maybe even a ray of false hope; a big fat fuck you! A reminder of everything that couldve, woulde and shouldve been? Heaps and heaps of bad choices and oppertunities wasted and thrown away and now you are suffering and struggling for it. Dont know, dont know, dont know...
'And I forget just why I taste. Oh, yeah, I guess it makes me smile. I found it hard, it's hard to find. Oh well, whatever, nevermind.
Hello, Hello, Hello, How Low. Hello, Hello, Hello'
Nirvana - Smells like teen spirit
Lots of thoughts and feelings I was writing down while deep in heroin addiction, this was my therapy maybe even my journal but that’s not important. Juggling addiction, relapse, rock bottom, relationships, recovery, life and death. Inspiring journey about redemption, love, hate, mental instability and maybe even some hope and it rhymes. Laughing, crying, shouting and screaming all raw and uncensored emotions and truths. A love hate relationship with opioids and life but most importantly myself
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