Dead End Tracks

A dark and dusty doorway,
An empty seal thrown away.
Once again driven by your fear and your pain,
That gleaming needle enters your vein.

In seconds it's clear that something's not right,
You fall to the floor, too weary to fight.
As shakes overtake you and the room starts to bend,
You succumb to the pain and wait for the end.

You convinced yourself you'd quit,
"Just after this one last fix".
But you've tried before at no avail.
One look at your arms should tell the tale.

Eventually you lost all hope.
Betrayed by your best friend, Dope;
You realized too late you'd been living a lie.
Your relief only comes when finally, you die.

©Khaos WolfKat 1990