Solutions

I need an addiction
Something to hide behind
Something to help me forget
Something to mess me up
No matter how many times I wish I was someone else
Or how many lines are on my wrist
No matter how man guns I've drooled over
Or how many pills I have in my bathroom
I can't turn back the sand in the hourglass
It wont matter
All the people that know me will die too
I will be alone in the ground