Chasing the dragon, an outsiders p.o.v.

The inner beast is awoken inside of me.
The battle that's lost, I see as a tragedy.
The inner demons, brought on with a single thought,
Wrapped up in myself,  with a quickness, the drugs were bought.
Broke down in a syringe,  and slammed in my vein, on comes the rush, my life threatened again.
My inner peace is shaken, and my youth was robbed,
By the demon within, thus the cycle begins.
Bottle it up, don't speak a word,
You don't want to talk, nevermind what you heard.
"To get your feelings out", or so they said, "is blowing hot air!!"
Nobody's listening, 'cause nobody cares!!
I heard as a youth,
I was twisted askew.
So back to these demons, the ones I can't handle.
I deal in my own way, as my mind is a scramble.
Hold my hand, embrace my soul as the rush comes.
My body trembles, my mind is a flutter, my soul pays the price as the process is done.
The high runs its course,
Duly noted in blood.
If I'd only learned to cope, as a child should.
There would be no dragon, no white pony to ride.
No pain and agony,
No demons inside.
But for now, there's devils to quell.
Forgive my temporary lapses, as I over come this spell.
Head's getting dizzy,
That was a big shot.
"Better than normal" he said.
Shit,, I forgot.
I feel my soul lifting,
From it's normal place,
My heart is slowing,  from it's steady pace,
And the color is draining from my face,
And my thoughts are calming from the normal rat race,
As my soul departs,
From this earthly tomb,
The first time, in a lifetime, that which I seak,
a lifetime of torment, turns to a deathtime of peace.
So what's the price that's paid, for innocence lost?
Why only my life, the ultimate cost.
Shit, I died.