"Loss of Innocence"
by Tara Wood

As you begin drugs, you start out with love, truth, innocence.
This is lost and you become blinded to reality.
Hatred, guilt, endless suffering, “fenning” or craving, fill your days
Sadness, loss of hope and loss of your sanity fill your nights.
Paranoia is your constant companion, in this “world of lies.”
That's me working at Walmart in Arroyo Grande, California
I drew the inside of my head over me

The mystery, the questions, the tweekers make you want to know what they are about; you find it is all about nothing.
Your mind is being taken over and damaged by the drugs, causing you to become a paranoid schizophrenic
That's when you don't know what is made up in your head
and what is not made up in your head
Long term users often prey on your innocence,
laughing at your reactions to their games.
Slowly bridges are burned by taking actions on these delusions.
To this day, I still don't know if what I thought happened, really did.
What was reality and
what was fears coming to life?