This poem was written about an ex-close friend of mine. Our friendship was terminated because they were unable to leave their addiction alone. Can you live moment's of, what you call pleasure, for a lifetime of misery and pain? If you need help there are people who are there for you. Trust me it's not easy to loose a friend or a family member to drug's! And even if none of this matter's, then is it worth loosing your brain to drug's too?
