Today is one of those days. I sit between these empty walls. It’s a day by day thing. I thought that i was doing so good. I was so proud. I had finally stopped having thoughts about my addiction, my love, controller of my life, my heroin. People always say that after the 6month mark it only gets easier. I personally think that it is taking a toll on me, only because the beautiful wants to have me once again. I want the feeling to be invisible. I want to be powerful. I want to feel that needle going deep into my skin. I want to bite down one the tube contracting my veins. I see the tracks on my body going crazy. How do i fight this beast inside of me??