Another Facade

He throws his life away
     for weed
               alcohol
                    and ecstasy

He says they make him feel
     emotion
          happiness
               compassion

He is absolutely terrified
     to let people in
          to be himself
               to love and be loved

He doesn't understand
     his feelings
          why he's here
               what he really wants

What's more important though
is he doesn't realize so much more:

He can be happy
     without the drugs
He can love and be loved
     by letting people in
He knows exactly what he wants
     but doesn't know how to get it

And how do I know this?

In a rare moment of sobriety,
He let me in
     and I loved him for it
He actually told me
     that I made him happier than he's ever been
And he confessed
     wanting nothing more than to be cared about,
          hating being a slave to substances
              and craving ridding himself of this facade