IT IS WITH GREAT SADNESS

I was lucky enough that I didn't kill myself doing drugs. I was down town trying to score one time and this guy was going to stab me for not picking him to buy off of.
The amount of crap that went into my system, my mouth bleeding profusely, no sleep, no water, sucking back the toxins from the plastic pipe. I can remember my heart beating so fast I could feel it pumping away when I was trying to pretend I could sleep, of course my girlfriend was lying next to me. What a joke I was.
I am lucky to be alive right now and you are too.
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to read your own obituary?, I have.
I know that they would sugar coat it and make people wonder what the cause of me dying was but I know that rumour spreads quickly so people would find out anyways.
Could you Imagine my daughters hearing that their dad died from a crack overdose, Or my parents or siblings having to cover it up.
I have truthfully buried 3 people this year, people who were once popular but for some reason chose the wrong road and eventually their bodies just couldn't take the abuse anymore.
Let me tell you a little something about these people. They all had there own special qualities that I remember. The girl was so beautiful, inside and out. She loved to joke around a lot, she loved her three children very much. The guys were both leaders who everyone I knew respected them. They were great athletes and treated everyone good.
Now what do you think people remember about them after they hear about their overdoses, do you think they thought of the people they use to remember or the ones they had been hearing things about.
I choose to live. I choose to fight. I choose to become the person I know I can be.
Do you think about death? how many people would actually care if we died. I would like to think alot of people would care but I choose to die from natural causes not from drugs.
I am not alive today from some miracle. I am alive from just being truthful about who I am and what I am.
I choose life, not the life of a drug addict.
We write the story of our life from birth to adulthood, take a chance and rewrite the parts that you don't like. It can be a wonderful life if you choose to live it clean.