From Black Tar, To Black Top

I'm here to tell you
The struggle is real
You lie to those you love
You cheat, you steal
For that high, you crave to feel 

It started with a taste
When all I needed were hugs
And turned to picking at scabs
Thinking they were bugs
To get by, I lean on drugs 

Then I moved on
From the smoke I'd inhale
To any needle I could find
For my arm to be impaled
Just to be found, wrapped around a guardrail 

Awoken by shock, in a hospital
Cold, and handcuffed to my bed
Having to listen about how the family I hit
Burned alive, until dead
Apologies will be left unsaid 

Now, I've done my time
I've served my sentence
But still I remain in debt
Trapped in a forever penance
Suffering through the resistance 

So if you're going that route
Please listen... and STOP!!!
And understand how I went
From black tar to black top