High

Wrapping a belt tightly around my arm,
This causes it to become quite red and warm,
By doing this will cause my vein to rise to the top of my skin,
I never imagined that I would ever do such a sin,
Pulling the mixture up into the syringe,
Just the whole thought could make you cringe,
Looking closely for any bubbles of air,
I think to myself that if anyone knew what I was doing their hearts would tear,
Finally, everything is ready to go,
When a voice inside of you is screaming no,
Poking the needle under my skin until I hit my vein,
I know that doing this could cause me to go insane,
I know when I have hit it for blood will go into the vial,
My heart is racing, I have not felt like this in awhile,
Now that I see blood, I push in the toxic mixture preparing to be extremely high,
If only I could see into the future that I would soon wreck any family ties,
What if I mess something up, I could die,
Than, to all my family and what friends I have left, I will have to say good-bye,
Pushing the last bit into my body, I begin to feel it,
And the high was pretty intense I have to admit,
I release the belt from around my arm and hold it close to my chest,
Against my breast I give it a little rest,
Sitting back, I realize what I have just done,
Have I forgot that I have two children that are still very young,
They desperately need their mother,
Now more than any other,
I need to stop acting so stupid with the drugs,
I need to stop hanging out with all the wanna be thugs,
Start searching for a different kind of high,
Another way in which to get by,
To survive!