They Told Me It Wouldn't Hurt

They told me it wouldn't hurt,because I was too numb to feel the needle.
They told me I wouldn't die,because living was easy.
They told me that if I just started it would be easier to stop.
They told me if I quit I would have more time to myself.
They told me if I left my parents they wouldn't know I was gone.
But what they didn't tell me was:
The needle would leave a scar not just in my skin but in my heart.
The living with the drugs was the only hard part of life.
It wasn't really easy to stop because they had never not done drugs in their life.
My parents could never find me because I was always in a dealer's house.
And they especially never told me that I would end up in this coffin.