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I don’t cut and paste. But this came my way today > > > This was written by a young Indian girl while serving time in jail > (on drug charges). --- As you will soon read, she gives a graphic > description of what Meth has done too her life. > She fully grasps 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 a short time later. > > > My Name: "Is Meth" > > I destroy homes, I tear families apart, > I'll take your , and that's just the start. > I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold, > The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold. > If you need me, remember, I'm easily found, > I live all around you - in school and in town. > I live with the rich, I live with the poor, > I live down the street and maybe next door. > I'm made in a lab. But, not like you think, > I can even be made under the kitchen sink. > In your 's closet and even the woods, > If this scares you to death, well it certainly should. > I have many names, but there's one you know best, > I'm sure you've heard, my name's crystal meth. > My power is awesome, try me and you'll 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'll own your soul. > When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie, > You do what you have to -- just to get high. > The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms > Will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in your arms. > You'll lie to your mother, you'll steal from your dad, > When you see their tears, you should feel sad. > But you'll forget your morals and how you were raised, > I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways. > I take from parents, and parents from , > I turn people from God, and separate friends. > I'll take everything from you, your looks and your pride, > I'll be with you always -- right by your side. > You'll give up everything - your family, your home, > Your friends, your money, you'll be alone. > I'll take and take, till you've nothing more to give, > When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to live. > If you try me be warned - this is no game, > If given the chance, I'll drive you insane. > I'll ravish your body, I'll control your mind, > I'll own you completely, your soul will be mine. > The nightmares I'll give you while lying in bed, > The voices you'll hear, from inside your head. > The sweats, the shakes, the visions, you'll see, > I want you to know, these are all gifts from me. > But then it's too late, you'll know in your heart, > That you are mine and we never shall part. > You'll 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, what would you say? > I'll be your master, you will be my slave, > I'll 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's all up to you. > I can bring you more misery than words can tell, > Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell. 
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Wonderful, thanks for sharing this poem with us. Ann
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