I was comfortable in the dark because i didnt want to see all of my so called problems had always started with me so many delusions in head my skull was about to break my mind was always wondering and my very heart would ache id hate myself with passion as i slowly withered away poisioning my body hoping id end it all one day i thought i had no purpose and the misery would stay brainwashed by the drugs i had started at a young age i could hear the darkness calling so id sit alone and take it in searching for what was missing as the needle breaks the skin no words can ever exspress how pathetic it makes u feel to think ur all alone and wonder what is real to think that noone cares because your used to being judged living with all that hate because u are numb to love its a search that will continue and it always gets worse some come back to reality and others under ther dirt the odds are stacked agianst us and weve gambled with our life and to all my fellow addicts i understand this fuckin fight and to the people that once judged us take this on for size the next time u see someone struggling and u think its to late to change love them back to life quit pointing your fingers and placing blame we what did wrong and we are already ashamed help us forgive ourselves only then can we heal the pain