Heroin

You showed up at my door at the worst time in my life, carried in by the most angelic face I have ever seen.

I was unable to feel, you gave me bliss, unable to communicate, you gave me charisma, unable to cope, you gave me confidence.We spent many great times together, formed a great bond you and I, and though it cost me monetarily, I didn't mind, I'd give up my world to spend an hour with you. You, so enchanting, you brought me closer to god, gave me an identity. The angel that came with you, I fell in love with him too, and when you took him from me, I hated you from the depths of my soul, but I knew I could turn to you for comfort. The price got higher, the higher it got, the less I felt you. You turned your back on me when you put a needle in my arm, spit in my face when I sold my soul to you, laughing at me as I writhed in the agony of your absence. Behind a friendly mask you were always the enemy, the purest form of the Devil. Talking to me in the back of my head you still linger. I smash you down but you always get back up. And though I lobg for your euphoria you won't win this battle. I have taken my soul back, I have taken my life back! You may have stolen our friends away but you cannot have me!

I just felt like yelling at something, heroin seemed an apt opponent.
Hi trooper,
I thought that was an excellent post. I was feeling really really down and thinking bout just up and leaving to score! Just before I logged off I came in here and realise that its my head talking and not me. I dont want to go back to all the s***!
Thankyou so much trooper, you and your way of words have really saved me today.
Luv Lorz