Heroin: The Gateway To A Hell Unimaginable

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Heroin: “It’ll ruin your fucking life.
You think finding money for drinking or pot is bad?
You have no idea. Lying, stealing, ripping people off, and slamming; will be your fucking life.
You’ll never accomplish shit, and you’ll wanna die; but you’ll never get away from it.
That would be too easy.”
~ Anonymous

The soul is gone, it’s vanished fast.
The heart is blackened, beats untrue.
You cannot run from your dark past.
Where you’ll go, you don’t have a clue.

You find that you have gone so deep.
You can’t escape its deathly grip.
You cannot function; eat or sleep.
Fathomless fall from such a slip.

No longer human, no longer real;
stripped of dignity and spirit.
Black, dark, there’s nothing you can feel,
death close yet you no longer fear it.

Welcoming the blackness,
it pulses through your veins.
You feel no more sadness,
no capacity for pain.

Looking back on life you see
you’ve thrown your heart and soul away.
You remember how it used to be,
it seems like it was yesterday.

You see no future, see no end.
The darkness is your only friend.
You’ve deserted love, deserted life;
you live to get your fix again.

3 Comments
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  3. Sam Gold says

    Aw, this was a really quality story.
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