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We all have our different Drug.

everyone has there drug.
That one thing to get them through the day.
That little dose.
Mine just happens to be something that can kill me.
I have to have it.
It's my dirty little secret.
A secret, that is no longer becoming a secret.
It's becoming my identity.
It scares me.
But, i have to have it.
Have to watch the blood trickling down.
Some think i am a monster.
Some think i am attention crazy.
If they only knew it's the one thing, That could kill me. or keep me alive.
Others are deciding for me.
This drug. Like any other.
An Addiction. To You.



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