COCAINE KILLS

My friend died about 2 months and 4 days ago and it's been one of the hardest things in the world to pull through. The first time we ever started doing lines was when we was 14, I'm now 19. I stopped after taking Cocaine was more than just a weekend thing that me, her and all our friends used to do we then started doing it in the morning's before uni and I didn't know how far down the Coke trap she was until one day we was out in town and she grabbed my hand in the club and said when she was drunk "I'm lost" I didn't know what she meant by this I just thought it was drunk mumble unfortunalty it was not. In the morning she woke up in my bed and I asked her if she was okay, she then started to cry and I asked her "What's wrong?" she replied "Cocaine" straight away I understood she was lost and I told her where going to get her some help! A month down the line we fell out and she stopped going to her Drug-Abuse support group as I got the tip of from one of my friends. I give her week to see how she was doing and she told me "It doesn't matter any more, Im clean" and I was over the moon. I knew we had Arctic Monkey's gig in a couple weeks and I was made up we was back best friends. Received a call couple of weeks ago to be told she's had a stroke and she's in hospital, I grabbed my car keys and drove straight there to find a note telling me "I love you, I'm sorry for the pain I've caused, don't forget me, I got lost in the Cocaine trap" right there I knew in my heart, Cocaine Kills.