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Without You

Without you I am shy.
Without you I am nothing.
Without you I die inside,
Without you I am struggling.
Without you I can feel,
The painful memories are endless.
Without you I dont want to live,
I may as well just end this.
Am I a bad person?
Maybe.
When Im high I dont feel like ive failed my babies.
I forget the insecurities and memories that plague me.
But, without you I cannot deal,
With the realities of life.
Without you and i feel every ounce of the fear inside.
Without you I can tell that what im doing isn't right.
Without you I can't leave my bed,
Im shaking, sweating and convulsing
I writhe in pain
I need you
I hate you but I love you
I say as I guide the needle inside
Pull back the plunger
Watch the blood fill the tube
Push it down
Instant pleasure and then the vomit ensues
I hate myself for needing you
I hate that this is what ive become
I dont want you anymore I scream
As I pick up the phone
I call up my old buddy
And he brings me more of you
Im broke I cannot pay
What's a girl to do?
He offers me a free one if I just come suck his Dick
I clean his house instead because im not his fucking bitch
Not that ive never been there
Im not perfect this is true
But, what's a girl to do when heroin has a grip on you.
Finally ive had enough
I find my way to NA
I shiver as I walk into the doors of that damned place
I think they'll never help me
Nothing can save me now
You've got me where you want me
And there is only one way out
But, I give my life to God and I give him all my troubles
Now, without you I can breathe again
Im not caught up in your bubble
I can go out and not seek you
I can enjoy my life once more
All because I walked through that NA door.
I find myself smiling and I find myself able to enjoy
The little things I had taken for granted
I miss my little boys
But, ill just keep on waiting for the day of the good Lords choice
One day if he is willing
I will see my baby boys
Until then ill be waiting
And bettering my life
Getting right with Jesus
My relationship growing stronger with him each night
I can talk to him forever
After I listen for his guidance
A spiritual malady I they called it
An allergy to some
Ive learned that my disease is one my heart can overcome
Without you I am stronger
Without you I proclaim
I may still be sick
But, im getting better every day
Written by Zombie-Mommy1113
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