by Aimee A.
I fought for that last fix
And realized I hit bottom.
I would never have enough
No matter how much I popped 'em
Overwhelming thoughts turned
My innocence to bullets.
Stuck in a dead life
Living solely off my next hits.
Lost support and dumped future
I became blind to the light
Pushed in treatment...
Forced to quit
I realize now it’s all I have
My last chance
And I'm fighting for it.
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