Total freedom is death

She constantly surrounds herself with negative people. Her mind and heart has been corrupt for sometime now. The monster lives deep within her soul. It has her all tangled up in chains and constantly torments her. She's had plenty of times for a new chance in life but the monster makes the final decisions for her. I watch her as she pours a bag of the dark demon onto a spoon. As she adds water to it and begins to mix it up I can see the excitement engulf her eyes. I catch her eyes glancing at me. I thought she was going to tell me to not watch her during the next step,but she doesn't. She grabs a belt off the floor Instead. She must have sucked all the darkness into the syringe already because the spoon has nothing left on it besides a dirty cotton ball. The belt is now tied around her arm and I can tell she's ready to forget all the pain in her life. She begins fishing for a good vain. Pushing the syringe in deeper and deeper. I can tell it hurt because her body cringes a few times, but she continues to dig until she sees red in the syringe. She slowly unties the belt and I can see freedom in her eyes. I can hardly even see her pupils. Her body begins to unnaturally slump over and her eyes are now closed. Something's not right. I begin screaming her name and shaking her but it's like screaming and shaking a doll. She's not responding. This dope must have been stronger than what she thought. Her lips are now a bluish color. I instantly feel remorseful because I know she's not coming back from this and I didn't do anything to stop her.