Obsession

dreaming of death, in my head, an obsession, might kill myself in the next few seconds took prescriptions, now im not doing great in my head, drugs or obsolete obviously, i was so upset, is there a reset button so i won't fall in a absolute endless hole though we were meant to be, you end my life by counting 1,2,3, you were all i needed cuting my veins is not enough for me, before that i need to kill, i won't end my life with a needle, you made me your sex doll you took everything but you won't win, feeling like you took my soul from me lighting a blunt to forget everything, getting hight as fuck, filling my mouth with pills i don't know why, with no reasons, it's an obsession, i won't end up like you, i'll do it by my own to disapear, by taking pills, it's an obsession to leave