by Sarah Martin

Created on: March 16, 2010   Last Updated: March 18, 2010

The instant head rush; totally unexpected every time.
I feel my breathing rate increase, faster and faster.
My heart dances to the deep baseline.
Colours intensify and make love with my eyes.
Total euphoria.

I feel alive; my veins thank me for the sugar like rush.
My body moves uncontrollably, but I'm not scared.
This sense of false confidence, i could get used to.
Everyone wants to talk to me, miss popular.
Radically intense.

My heart returns to reality; a steady thud, thud thud...
Breathing rate slows down, down down.
My mood follows slowly; so depressed.
My eyes play tricks on me showing false movements.
Harsh come down; unbearable.

Horrid thoughts corrupt my once innocent mind.
I'm thinking like i want to hurt myself.
How can i go from one extreme to another?
Confusion, unanswered questions and sky high emotions.
Withdrawal symptoms.

I need to get back on it; eliminate this feeling.
One hit, last time, just to give me a boost.

Over and over i think like this.
It controls me; my life.
We no longer fit like a jigsaw to make a pretty picture.
I continue to take you, i cannot feel that low again.
Addiction; I'm systematically dead.

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