My worst nightmare is,
Waking up to a phone call
Someone died.
Especially from any drug.
So why am I making my nightmare,
My best friends?
Because that is what drugs do.
They run your life.
And no matter how many times
I say sorry.
It will never be enough.
My nightmare will still be hers.
No matter how much I try
Not to do them.
It never is enough.
But hurting her should be
Making her have this horrible nightmare
Should be enough.
One day it might,
But what if it is to late?
What if I made OUR nightmare
Become reality?
