Drugs Poem by Julietta Isla

I watch you in the mirror, popping those pills, what are you trying to do, solve all the problems you have, or is this something you do for fun, you realize this isn't enough, the urge for something stronger, you start to smoke the stuff, feeling it inside your lungs, inhale then breathe it out slowly, this makes you more then high, but the urge wants more, now you snort it up your nose, look at yourself damn it, this isn't you, stop all this, get back to the real world, not the life of a drug addict, but too late your already hooked on this, no turning back now.