Best Friend, Worst Enemy

I feel so low,
There's nothing left.
Nothing left to loose,
Nothing left to be felt.

I'll tell you a story,
Why I walked through THAT door.
My life was broken down,
I had nothing to live for.

I broke a finger,
They gave me meds.
It was just too easy,
They went straight to my head.

I felt so amazing,
Felt like I could fly.
I felt no pain,
I was so empty.

Until it wore off,
Then it all came back.
Had to relive the moments,
Walk again down those tracks.

I can't believe it,
Why I did this to me
My best friend,
My worst enemy.

*my advice to everyone is: never do vicodin.....it kills you inside