Active habit forming attic with attitude

im a habbit forming attic inactive addiction wish it was inactive but it isnt that important i reanact this hazardesr habbit its hacking away at y soul like a hatchet axe it slowly unfolds its so lonely just me and me only its safe to say Im just a wasteb basket case trying to erase my past mistakes with the maske I create to relapse my ass can't wait retrack my kneecaps and lean back reincapsulate to recreate and chase the high i cant wait to try its kinda my ass can wait to die in reality what's a disasterous fate with the high to recap it's safe to say this state of mind of mine i kinda crying out for help im trying to shelter myself from my selfish well informed self absorbed hell of horrors i addore it i can barely afford to stare at the floor im sure as shit unsure insecure theres no instant cure so I don't care anymore how many more can I intake before I end up in the shakes its horrible its deplorable im so sorry and confused0 is got the shortas fuse ever since I started to use the darker i reality i choose to lose myself into the withdrawal got me focused on every flaw my imperfections can tear me to pices into sections its wide spread like a untreated infection its infectious every time I try to quit its ineffective I want to feel my inner senseless Im just a wasteb basket case trying to erase my past mistakes with the maske I create and reincapsulate the relapse to recreate ans chase away the awfull fat