poem of pain and regret circa 1999

[dneusingyrsago]

surrounded by darkness identity is pain
another days gone they have all become the same
more tears more sadness more torment more pain
if only i could change it the price could be named
i dont know how i thought it i should have stood and fought it
not layed and turned my life into that of a slave
heroin my master syringes for my chains
i didnt see the danger till id knelt by lifes own grave
i just thought if i closed my eyes and tried with all my might
a miracle would happen and it would all turn out right
i shouldnt have closed them but opened them wide
opened my eyes and let in the light
it all seems so simple now with hindsight
aint life a bitch

Ps there is light at the end of the tunnel just need to open your eyes to it