People tell me to not vape,
People tell me to not smoke,
People tell me to not drink,
They say it's bad,
That I'm ruining my future.

But my future is already ruined.

I vape,
I smoke,
I drink,
Because if I don't,
I cry.

I cry,
I scream,
I break down,
I crumble into pieces.

These things are my friends.

They don't judge me,
They don't criticize me,
But they hurt me.
They hurt me by making me go numb.

But I like it.
I love it.
I love the feeling.
It stops the emotional storm
That threatens to crash into me
Like a wave of a tsunami.