I will always love you no matter the cost.

No matter the pain you put me through when your life was nearly lost.

No matter the times you pushed me away.

Trying everything to make you stay.

Instead you chose the needle.

You say it makes you feel alive.

In reality it’s killing you inside.

You say you will stop but I know that’s a lie.

This drug has its grip on you until the day you die.

I will always love you.

Even though it’s me who’s dying too.

 Being with you when you were high

 in the beginning it was always fun,

but now I fear the end.

Each time you stick the needle in your arm I am closer to losing my friend.

Track marks show all over your skin.

Reminding you of all the times that you have sinned.

I would give anything to have you healthy and sober.

If it meant that this nightmare was finally over.

It makes me sick to my stomach not knowing which time it may kill you.

You need help, get help don’t let this fight consume you.

I will wait, for however long that it takes.

To see that smiling face of yours.

Your life no longer at stake.

I believe in you, you can do this you have what it takes.