Youre fading baby

Its not your fault, you just cant resist
But it kills me to see you like this

Swallowing pill after pill
You take enough to kill

What happened to wake up and bake?
How many Ephedrine did you just take?

Baby this really has got to stop
Your neighbor is a fucking cop

Please don't yell, I didn't mean to make you mad
Calm down, its okay you're just tripping bad

The room isn't spinning, nothings in the wall
Now come lay back down before you fall

(Started writing this a while back and just never finished it. Work in progress I guess. It was about/ for a boy that I loved that was just being consumed by drugs. I gave him the choice of me or drugs. Guess why I never finished the poem. Oh well. Sorry for this little rant)