CHASING THE DRAGON: A DESCENT INTO METH ADDICTION

It kicked off as a light taste. Just a single hit to see what all the fuss was about. But that opening buzz turned into an insatiable desire. The {dragon's{ grip tightened, its teeth piercing deep into my thoughts. I was addicted, a prisoner in my own body. Each moment became a fight to numb the void inside. The world shrunk until all that remained