Her body started to feel warm and full of life.  But her thoughts still wandered to the blonde in the other room.  She grunted in displeasure, not wanting her high to crash due to unpleasant thoughts.  Ashley moved around the room, trying to find something to occupy her time.  She knew sleep was not an option, so she searched for something else that could entertain her.  She thought about masturbating, but then laughed as she remembered that she didn’t care for that pleasure while on coke.  If there wasn’t someone else she could fuck, she wouldn’t do it.  SO she continued around the room, looking in all of the drawers until she reached the closet.  Inside was her guitar on it’s stand, the case standing tall beside it.  Someone must have brought it up during the meeting.  I wonder if she found my stash in there…  Ashley opened the case in curiosity, but with a sad sigh found that it had been confiscated.  She then grabbed her guitar, took a seat on the end of her bed, and did a quick check to make sure it was still tuned.  Ashley ran her hands over the slick black acoustic, feeling the calmness that only came from holding this instrument.  She began to strum as she sang from the depth of her being.

“Pain, without love

Pain, I can’t get enough
Pain, I like it rough
‘Cause I’d rather feel pain than nothing at all”

She started strumming faster and harder, hearing the tune in her head.  She closed her eyes as she felt the music flow through her, mixing with the heat of the coke in her veins.  The tune slowed again with the next verse.

“You’re sick of feeling numb
You’re not the only one
I’ll take you by the hand
And I’ll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn’t work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand”

The next verse she strummed and sang with the rage she felt, and loved the release it gave her.  Drugs were never enough.  Losing herself in the music was the only way to make her feel better.

“Pain, without love
Pain, I can’t get enough
Pain, I like it rough
‘Cause I’d rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can’t get enough
Pain, I like it rough
‘Cause I’d rather feel pain than nothing at all