I found comfort in what could've drove me to my dying bed,
When the heaviness felt unbearable,
The dark cloud couldn't leave,
Everything I touched turning to ashes,
I found myself trusting a drug to ease my pain.

Bit by bit,
I changed,
A stranger to myself,
I changed,
Recognizable?
I couldn't.

Bit by bit,
I developed pains in my body,
Painful as they were,
I found pleasure,
Was it good enough?
Felt like it.

The only...