Can't Continue

The cost of my pleasure is very high,

It's really like that I will die

My choice is between this crystal or a pistol,

Either way neither is beneficial

The doctors say I can only have one,

but I can't stop, it's way too fun.

 

Through my life, I've had one friend

And with her words, she wants me to comprehend,

That, "Money won't pay for my problems,

vices and pity won't solve them,

That I can't feel bad for myself,"

I need to fix them like she's done herself.

I understand the things she's saying

And even if I end up laying,

I need to ask for you to stop praying.

'Cause I'm too high, and I need to defy

I was on cloud nine now, I'm starting to whine

 

The people that make it, they could die,

And the thing is that I know why

It's made of acid but, I'm still avid

The people they plead, but I'm not freed

I've lost so much that I can't go on,

So don't come in the morning, 'cause I'll be gone.

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pureformula

Tell me if you ever made it, i need some hope

somuch_music

Yes I did, I wrote this and luckily for me when I sent it out (through text messages) a friend of mine, the one in the poem, raced over to me and since I wasn't going to do anything until the morning, she stayed the night talking me out of it and saved me. It was more complicated and deep than I am telling but that is only because going back on it is hard and I hope that you will understand that retracing that is hard.

I can tell you that my childhood was rough, that doesn't give me an excuse but it did shape who I became. I went through my life without hope because hen something good happened to/for me, something ten times worse would follow soon after. I started to cope in strange ways and hid that and how I felt for many years (I believe around 4 years). Something great happened to me and I found someone who truly cared about me but I couldn't see it then because I was closed off and hopeless. She opened me up and helped me find the hope that I needed and I can tell you that I feel better. The emotions that I am feeling on a day to day basis are genuine and not altered by a drug or coping mechanism and I honestly feel better.

My story isn't like everyone else's, it's MY story but, understanding that there is hope somewhere in you can help you be more uplifted.

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