I look in the mirror, I hate what I see. Chained and bound I can't break break free. I'm tangled up, it's one big mess. I'm liking what I see less and less. The things I can't see,there even worse. lif has been nothing but one big feels like curse. I take a look inside and I do an inspection. I don't even recognize my own reflection. I've changed inside and out, and right to the core. I don't even recognize myself anymore. My old self has faded completely away. Im losing more of myself with each passing day. By my addiction I am being consumed. I'm too far gone I think I am doomed.

©ryan