Regret

She stares down at the carpet
Time ticking away
Distant rings in the backround,
The phone.
Its her friends mom.
Voice raspy from crying,
Throat sore from screaming
Her heart drops, body goes numb.
The funeral is on Saturday.
Her stomache ties into a knot,
She could have stopped this,
If only she told someone,
Made her friend stop,
Took time to listen.
Drugs took hold of her
Swirling her into another dimension
Where her life was no longer her own
Where drugs controlled her destinty, her fate,
and each day was a blur.
She blamed herself.