the insanity cycle I am insane I don't know how to stop I don't know why this shit is in my brain It won't let me give it up I am gonna get fucked up I will make it all better I feel alive and free I wish it would last a little longer I crash and feel even worse I wish this didn't hurt so bad I only want to be better of course I should have reached for the hand I lay here writing this I am crying, I am still in pain I hope this will clear my mind I feel just the smallest bit better, I know it will happen again I am so very insane I do one thing to escape I only find myself more confined I want the cure but I can't have it If i can't have the cure I will hide I will close up and shut down I will not listen to you, I am differend I am going to figiur this out myself I am gonna get fucked up, again I will make it all better, again I feel alive and free, again I wish it would last a little longer, still I crash once again and wonder why I wonder what the fuck is wrong with me I see a cycle, over and over and over I do the same thing again and again expecting something different to happen I will always be insane I will always have the cycle in my mind I feel it will never loosen its grip I am in this cell crying, I have never felt pain of this kind.
Reason for writing:
i am a recovering drug addict. i wrote this about 20 minutes after a relapse (a relapse is when you slip up and use drugs again, for those who didn't know)
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