• Adrenaline pumping through my veins.
    My heart is racing.
    I feel so ashamed,
    As I'm pacing.

    Will I go through with it?
    The pressure's driving me crazy!
    Pros & Cons don't apply.
    These last few hours have been hazy.

    Now in my hand, it's lit.
    Waiting for me,
    Calling my name, it's all I see.
    It couldn't hurt, just one hit.

    I inhale it's deep aroma,
    Tickling my throat, burning my throat, I sink back into that addicting coma.