Inhaling the medicine, releasing the pain. Keeping a clouded mind always seemed to keep me sane.

Young, lost and confused…..

I suppose that’s the slogan for most teens….

Intoxicating my body with this fluid only to keep everything lucid… but like I dream I scream when reality sets in, only to be brought back to the mess I was in.

The pattern repeats its self, only until I made a change, a change to better myself despite all the pain.