Ex Stoner's Memoir.

It's just another day I don't feel too okay I think I need a smoke Got ten new messages on my phone After reading them my heart turns to stone Dray is dead Something about poisoning from lead Jess is also a goner She was our only female stoner Chris was found in a blood puddle With a half-empty fentanyl needle I drop the phone in shock And hit the couch like a rock The tray of coke mocks me Saying,"Just one more snort and you'll be free" I glance at the half-empty cigarette pack And feel cold sweat on my back As my temperature takes a nosedive I realize I'm the last one alive.