Enslavement to the Substance

I watched you fade.
It was a slow decay.
From the first hit you were hooked.
Eyes rolled back, sinking in, giving up everything to seek that quick escape.
She was your first love, and she might just be your last.
Vicious cycle.
Pump in the poison, flood yourself with guilt and shame, pump in some more to
numb the pain.
Again and again you chase the feeling.
As the venom enters into your veins, it erases who you used to be.
Time after time pieces of you fall away.
Now you’re just fragments of the one I used to know.
Distanced yourself in this downward spiral.
Resuscitation.
Begging for revival.
Unravel the story of a boy who lost his way.
Grieve for that day he doesn’t wake.
Enslavement to the substance.
Enslavement to the substance that kills.
Nerve endings growing dim.
Color is fleeing from your skin.
Stay with me, find some strength within.
Shake off the demons and don’t give in.