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I destroy homes, I tear families apart, take your children, and that痴 just the start. I知 more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold, the sorrow I bring is a sight to behold. If you need me, remember I知 easily found, I live down the street, and maybe next door. I知 made in a lab, but not like you think, I can be made under the kitchen sink. In your child痴 closet, and even in the woods, if this scares you to death, well it certainly should. I have many names, but there痴 one you know best, I知 sure you致e heard of me, my name is crystal meth. My power is awesome, try me and you値l see, but if you do, you may never break free. Just try me once and I might let you go, but try me twice, and I値l own your soul. When I possess you, you値l steal and you値l lie, you do what you have to, just to get high. The crimes you値l commit for my narcotic charms, will be worth the pleasure you値l feel in your arms, your lungs, your nose. You値l lie to your mother; you値l steal from your dad, when you see their tears, you should feel sad. But you値l forget your morals and how you were raised. I値l be your conscience, I値l teach you my ways. I take kids from parents, and parents from kids. I turn people from God and separate friends. I値l take everything from you, your looks, and your pride. I値l be with you always, right by your side. You値l give up everything, your family, your home, your friends, your money. Then you値l be alone. I値l take and take, till you have nothing more to give. When I知 finished wit you, you値l be lucky to be alive. If you try me be warned, this is no game. If given the chance, I値l drive you insane. I値l ravage your body, I値l control your mind. I値l own you completely, your soul will be mine. The nightmares I値l give you while lying in bed, the voices you値l hear from inside your head. The sweats, the shakes, the visions you値l see; I want you to know, these are all gifts from me. But then it痴 too late, and you値l know in your heart, that you are mine, and we shall not part. You値l regret that you tried me, they always do, but you came to me, not I to you. You knew this would happen, many times you were told, but you challenged my power and chose to be bold. You could have said no and just walked away. If you could live that day over, now what would you say? I値l be your master, you will be my slave. I値l even go with you when you go to your grave. Now that you have met me what will you do? Will you try me or not? It痴 all up to you. I can bring you more misery that words can tell. Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell. This was written by a young Indian girl who was addicted to meth and in jail for drug charges. She fully grasped the horrors of the drug, as she tells in this simple yet profound poem. She was released from jail, but, true to her story, the drug owned her. She was found dead not long after with the needle still in her arm. Previous Article |
