meth bound

She blows clouds for her troubles, turning into this heartless rebel. Falling under the spell of the devil burning down to his level. Fighting to keep sane shes higher than ever like she's never been better. The power is given again and again blowing clouds as big as are sins. her troubles gone with the wind believing she could never hurt again but little does she know the pains just about to begin.
like oxygen she inhales taking her from heaven to hell as it wraps around her system she can no longer resist the temptation that introduced him as chris. All day she plays running away telling her self shes gna be okay. No one warned her that shed be fighting a one way battle and the only way out was with her life shattered. the cells in her brain scatter and change. Now everything about her has faded away. Looking at her now i know I could of tried harder is it possible that maybe I may have lost her. Save me! she screams with a voice full of silence. I tried, and she cried, I lied watching her die inside. The thought that i could save her. I failed, now the only thing she dose is rebel. Why?!! why?! didn't any one els try an save her. I hope she knew I loved her and that her existence was valued and wanted. the meaning of her life wasn't notice because she never took the time to get to know it. her self she never believed in. She prays "God forgive me for the life that i have sinned" Sadly its crazy how far away you'll run from your pain its a devilish thing so badly you wanna make it go away. she ran so far in tell she vanished killing every bit of emotion. her soul than turned into liquid its wicked how her clouds became visions. the elution of her clouds made her look unbreakable when in reality shes so fragile. Is it to late, can i still reach her tell her i love her and tht i miss her. she'll always be gifted. lost in her mind her troubled heart you will never find. no matter what no pain is worth the defeat of an innocent life that was miss guided and blinded from the smoke of her clouds that surrounded her eye lids. Time sits steal when she's coming down its than when the shadows and whispers come around. Unable to drown out the sound she hell bound. Lost and never found. meth has a method many believe in mostly in young children. unaware and innocent filled with curiosity meths death isn't worth discovering.