Time after time
Again and again
I said I could stop,
But how long has it been?
I don't want to lose
All that's important to me,
Like family and friends
And living happy and free.
Living in fantasy
Day after day,
I'm killing myself
With these games that I play
I waste all of my money
And all of my time
I don't want to die
While I'm still in my prime!
Do I know what I'm doing?
Is it too late to quit?
Have I slipped from reality
Too far to admit?
Do I even realize
With each bag that I buy,
How easy to overdose
And how often I try....
I just keep taking this poison
Without knowing why
All these chances I'm taking...
And just to get high.
Now I'm on my way down
I've dug my own pit...
Soon I'll die at the bottom
Not caring a bit...
SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME
OR JUST PULL THE PLUG
SO I CAN GIVE UP MY LIFE
OR LIVE WITHOUT DRUGS.
(c) 1993 C. Elliot.
Dedicated to her son, Wayne.
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