Goodbye.

When i first started,
I thought I could control it.
Almost a year later,
goodbye freedom,
goodbye friends,
goodbye life.
Every hit i take,
every pill i swallow,
it all makes me hallow.
All the stealing,
all the lies,
give me an empty feeling.
I try, and try, and try.
All for what?
Just to die?
I try and control it,
I can't hold it,
that hard just to say no?
Every hit i take,
every pill i swallow,
every smile i fake.
Just to chase that high.
It's me.
I'm that monster,
I thought i would never be.
Now im drained,
there's nothing left of me.
Using my last breath,
I utter goodbye.