as time passes the drugs settle in
as time progresses the drugs take there toll
as the time oh time searches unknowingly forward
for the truth of why i do what i do
i cannot say sorry anymore
i cannot say please forgive me
all i can do is the drugs .....slowly ...very slowly
let them take over my whole being
let them become my life
destractions become trivial
love incoherent
speech the process strickens to a point where no language escapes my cracked lips
again i lean on the drugs and again
i sit in a daze
not thinking not eating
just a thing that does not wish to move any more
a thing without a purpose
to exist and have no purpose
you are better of not living at all
the love i once had for humanity ...gone
the love i once had for myself is hastily diminishing away to nothingness
to see through the eyes of another and be able to make different choices
i wish i had that
but no i being full of deperession cannot go on
so i sit on the couch with a loaded gun
goodbye world sorry mother but as i listen to you
cry every night because of me i connect with something inside of myself
i feel pure and utter anguish
the drugs no longer work
so i have only one way out
SUICIDE
ryoshuchan Community Member 
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