Crystal Meth (not my poem)

#1
Ok i jus got this email, i thought it was a really good poem, so i thought id share it with u all, i don no if this should be moved or not, but since its a poem, i decided to put it in here.

So heres the email:

If this poem doesn't freak you out then just think about how meth not only makes u rot away to nothing from the inside out but as an added bonus your body cant filter meth so it comes our of your pores so u have sores all over and then u eat the scabs in hopes of getting high ( now doesn't that sound YUMMY?)-yikes!!!!!!

This was written by a young girl who was in jail for drug charges, and was addicted to meth. She wrote this while in jail. As you will soon read, 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. They found her dead not long after. Please keep praying. This thing is worse than any of us realize...




I am meth.

I destroy homes, I tear families apart,
I take your children, 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 schools 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 be made under the kitchen sink.

In your child's closet, and even in 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 of me, my name is crystal meth.

My power is awesome, try me 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 kids from parents, and parents from kids,
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, then you'll be alone.

I'll take and take, till you have 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, and you'll know in your heart,
That you are mine, and we shall not 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, now 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.

Judy West

Something to pass along to your friends and children. Maybe you can save a child from this horror.
 

Cown

Active Member
#2
The poem expresses her feelings and her pain pretty well and is also a good warning to people who are thinking of trying that shit. I like the way it's told, like it was a fairy tail, even though she realized the shit she was in, I guess she wasent strong enough to fight it... R.I.P.
 

pinG

New Member
#3
i like this poem alot, was very effective in meth being depicted as the devil

Saint33 said:
My power is awesome, try me 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.

thank fuk i only ever tried this once :hungry:
 
#6
Dance with Crystal, feel the gorilla crawl all over your soul. Felt that beast myself, glad I was able to escape that trap before it killed me. definately a great poem that describes the beyotch
 
#9
Yeah that's a good poem!:thumb:
Where did you get it from cus I just read that in one of the local indie newspapers from around the area last week. I live in Edmonton, where's peg city??
 
#10
greezi' said:
Yeah that's a good poem!:thumb:
Where did you get it from cus I just read that in one of the local indie newspapers from around the area last week. I live in Edmonton, where's peg city??
Winnipeg, Manitoba lol

i got it in an email tho
 
#12
Thats real, i never fucked with meth but where im from its an epidimic, you cant look anywere without seen a meth addict, almost all the people i know have been robbed by someone whos hooked on it, around my way that has extra meaning, nice find
 

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