High

The lies became bigger lies.
One after another.
Stealing small amounts.
Stealing became bigger.
From Family and Friends.
Just to get the feeling again.
Thats what became my bestfriend
Trading everything for a lonely life
Suffering.
No sleeping.
No eating.
Stole from my mother
To supply the feeling.
Just to get high one more time.
Never coming home.
Only for a shower.
Food.
Money to steal.
Is This What I Really Want?
Throwing everything away.
Just to get high

by jussiechick
posted on 06/26/2009