Overdose.

Well, I'm back.
Picking myself up.
In my time away...
I've lost my mother,
Lost my family,
Got promoted at work,
Cut off most of my friends,
Thought about killing myself,
Tried when the pain got to high, took every pill I had, along with dope, and hardly made it through that night.
Tonight I'm in much better health, I just can't sleep.
And so I'm here.
I haven't touched drugs since that night,
I do still smoke cigarettes though, working on breaking that one.
Heroin felt easy compared to Nicotine, but I guess its all about reason to quit.
I wake up every day not wanting to face it.
I feel more vulnerable then I ever have.
But I'm back.
I'm still here.
And that's what matters.