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Miss "Meth-am-phed-mine" So now little man, you've grown tired of grass, goofballs and LSD. So a Friend introduced you to miss methaphedimine! Well Honey before you start feeling with me, let me inform you of how it'll B! For I will seduce you and make you my slave. I've sent men much stronger than you to their graves! You think you can't become a disgrace, and be addicted to chemical waste! You will start to inhale me one afternoon, and take me in your arms very soon! And once I have entered deep inside your veins, my crawling sensation will nearly drive you insane! You will swindle your Mother, just for abuck, and turn into something vile and corrupt! You will mug and Steal for my narcotic charm, and feel content when I'm in your arms! The day you realize the monster I've made you, you'll solemly swear you'll quit and start a new! And if U think you have the mystical knack, then sweete just trying to get me off your back! The vomit, the cramps, and the Guts tied in knots, the jangling nerves screaming all the forgotten shots! The hot chills and cold sweats, withdrawal pains, can only disappear by my little white Grains! There is no other way, and no need to look. For deep down inside you know you are hooked! And you soon start running to the pushers and then; you welcome me back in your arms once again! You will return as I fortold, I know you'll give up your body and soul! You will give up your morals, your conscience and heart, and you will be mine untill... DEATH DO US PART! Poem properly titled: 'Take Me In Your Arms' written by Duncan Maclaughlin and adapted by an Anonymous Street Youth Ms. Crystal Meth I destroy homes. I tear families apart. I take your children, and that's just the start. I'm more valued 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 just down the road, and maybe next door. I'm made in a lab, but, not in one like you think. I can be made under your kitchen sink. Or in your child's closet, and even in the woods. If this scares you to death, it certainly should! I have many names, but there's one you'll know best. I'm sure you've heard of me: my name is 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, then I'll own your soul. When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie. You'll do what you half to, just to get high. The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms, will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in my arms. You'll lie to your mother. You'll steal from your dad. When you see their tears you must not feel sad. Just forget your morals, and how you were raised. I'll be your conscience. I'll teach you my ways. I take kids from their parents. I take parents from kids. I turn people from God. I separate friends. I'll take everything from you; even your good looks, and your pride. I'll be with you always, right there by your side. You'll give up everything; you family, your home, your money, your friends. You'll be all alone. I'll take and I'll take, 'till you've no more to give. When I finish with you, you'll be lucky to live. IF YOU TRY ME, BE WARNED: THIS IS NOT A GAME. If I'm given the chance, I'll drive you insane. I'll ravage you body. I'll control your mind. I'll own you completely. Your soul will be mine. The nightmares I'll give you when you're lying in bed, and the voices you'll hear, from inside your head. The sweats, the shakes, and the visions you'll see; I want you to know these are you gifts , from me. By then its to late, and you'll know in your heart that you are now 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. How many times were you told? But you challenged my power. You chose to be bold. You could have said 'no', and then walked away. If you could live that day over, now what would you say? My power is awesome, as I told you before. I can take your mother and turn her into a whore. I'll be your master and you'll be my slave. I'll even go with you when you go to your grave. Now that you've met me, what will you do? Will you try me or not? It's all up to you. I can show you more misery than words can tell. Come, take my hand, and let me lead you to HELL! Written by: Samantha Reynolds Leader Of The Pack Don't blame me because I'm the most popular one in school. People meet me once and within a week their my tool. Everywhere I go I'm the envy of most the room. The rest are just jealous of all the attention I consume. Those who don't know me themselves, judge me pretty bad. Probably just because their boyfriends, consider me the best they'd ever had. I'm the one who is always there when you need me. If your having a bad day, It's me your happy to see. I seem to be everyones most reliable friend. Hang with me, I'll always be there till the end. Falling for me is inevitable for you I know. It happens all the time no matter where I go. You'll be head over heels for everything about me. But once you get to know me is where you'll start to see. There's more to me then meets the eye and once I'm in control. You'll see that when control was lost, it loosened up your soul. So now your mine until you finally break. Unfortunatly for you, I'm not that easy to shake. I can strip you of your health and hunger, turn you into a creep. You won't even be able to remember when you last had some sleep. If you still don't know me, don't worry I'm right next door. My nicknames will probably ring a bell I'm sure.... ...I'm jib, burns, ice, bumps or speed. It only takes a day till you'll be feeling the need. Unfortunately many can only escape by death. If you didn't figure it out yet, my name is crystal meth. The strongest of minds weaken to my control. Even the truest hearts end up selling me their soul. C'mon my friend just gimme a try, don't you want to test your mind? Aren't you a little bit curious of what your gonna find? T.H. Wife of a User Here so down on life. Single, free and closed up tight. Cold hearted to the male gender. Hiding feeling in the night. Oh, so complex, simple it could be. Unlocked the door containing thee. A beam of light sneaking in. Stop this, can’t let you win. Hurt once, don’t take the chance. Turn run away, feeling say no. Stay, laugh, smile, dreams blossom. Arm in arm we will grow. Making the choice to be Wed. To the one who changed it all. Hard times, Good times, Love is there. Together a family, now standing tall. Dreams growing larger. Children with all the wants. Trying to keep it together. While one has closed off. Fighting to get in. Seems to be pointless. Feelings flowing, words talking. Ears listening but no answers. Darkness set in, Why asked. The day-to-day routine. No spontaneous roads, laugher gone. Still fighting to not be alone. Eyes suddenly opened. Secrets revealed. Betrayed by the unknown. Adultery, playing the field. If would have taken notice. Would have seen. Long before the telephone ring. The facts not hidden from thee. Now the end with a new Beginning. Starting over and not trusting. Had it all, Love, Trust, and Thee. Same time not wanting to prove anything. The truth presented in black and white. Denial of it all, continuously. Choice made, Let go and erase. New beginning starts out hard. With trust betrayed. True sincerity. must be proven. But not today. Marriage is united as one. Too easy to walk away. Too hard to forget, chose to forgive. Marriage to death do us part. Changing, Changing, Eyes wide open. Waiting, Waiting, Alone as always. Sleeping, Sleeping, Thoughts spinning. What the hell is going on. Now Darkness has taken the other. No feelings, No thoughts, No cares. The darkness is deeper, than deep. The darkness is DEATH. Death, do us part. Poof. Family hurting and now gone. Little message you see.. Open your eyes – Crank has won! You were never in control from day one. For whatever reason this has begun. You need to realize you have lost. Lost everything that has ever had meanings in your heart. Do and continue to die. This is the choice you have chosen. So before that day comes. The day that you will take your last breathe. I want you to know you are loved. Unconditional. You fought so very hard to win my heart. In winning by heart you have also ripped it apart. You gave me everything in the world. And now you have taken everything away. Hoping that you can see before it is too late. Stop and make the choice that will make things right. StrongLove Silent Screams Silent scream and a wanting stair, about the dreams no longer there; The painful touchier we put ourselves thru; Not to say what it did to you, Trapped inside our racing minds Praying for better times! D.I.	SPUN A captive in her web although, you’ll swear with your last breath. That she does not imprison you. This spider of meth-death. No one has ever known you. Like she has, in your life. Her tricky web envelopes. The pain, the ache, the strife. At first she strokes you gently. She spins her web with care. She wraps that silk around you. ‘Til you’re no longer there. She feigns her love with passion. She wraps you in regret, She gets inside you gracefully, and now you see the threat. You have become the spider. Your mind an iced delight. Her web no longer comforts in. The painful dead of night. She crawls to you in double-time. Now blocking out the sun. And when she steals your soul, your life. You know that you’ve been spun. Velvet My Struggle Everyday is a struggle. Everyday is a new win. Everyday I beat her. Everyday she runs away. Her name is Methamphetamine. Meth for short. I had left her. She wants me back. Everyday I tell her no. Everyday she tells me that she loves me so. She loves my pain. She loves my weakness. She loves to try and control me. I have beat her. I have seen her abuse. I don't want her back. But she is a powerful mistress. One that only time can kill. Meth took my life. If you are using. It will take yours too. Keep away from her. If you want to live. M.W. Sober Have you ever been stuck, between a hard place and a rock, it seems that life, isn't as easy as you thought. You don't know the truth, or who your real friends are, the way you used to feel, just seems too damn far. It's weird to be sober, you always used to be high, what you were telling yourself, was just one big lie. You can survive without it, you don't need those lies, because when you are sober, time really just flies. I'm a much better person, with my feet on the gorund, I like myself better, when in my mind I am sound. B.F. DIRE ADDICTION It gives me life, but it brings me death. It is my best friend, but it is my worst enemy. It makes me happy, but it brings me sorrow. It helps me get through the day, but it makes life not worth living. It gives me strength, but it makes me weak. It helps me think, but it makes me lose my mind. It helps me get ready, but it makes me ugly. It makes me hot, but it makes me cold. It gives me energy, but it gives me no motivation. It helps me love, but it makes me hate. It makes me popular, but it makes me alone. It helps me to see clearly, but it makes me blind. It makes me creative, but it destroys me dreams. It makes me immortal, but it brings me fatality. It gives me hope, but it makes life hopeless. It gives me control, but it controls me. It gave me peace, but it took it all away. It is my addicton, but it is my downfall. It is my everything, but it is nothing! B.F. Crystal Clear Methology Can't eat. Can't think. Can't sit. Can't sleep! Don't Care. Won't Stop. Can't Quit... One more hit! Keep talking. Rambling, mumbling. Heart pounding. Brain spinning! Corpse thinning. Downward spiral. Upward rush. Trip the trigger. Overdrive thrust. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. Castillano Dead to the World I loved who you were; I hate who you became. As time turned, you grew insane. All the meth and other drugs, you took to heal your pain. Your earlier self I want to hug, for you'll never be the same. I remember all the happy times, we had before you died. The memories forever mine, but the present makes me cry. I look out the window; you're passed out in your car. Breathing but dead to the world; hope looks far. I loved who you were; I hate who you became. For all the people you loved, you caused so much pain. I still believe in you, but when will you open your eyes? Its hard but you can quit, and again be alive. Your Niece S.E. I am sending this letter to you to share a poem I wrote for my mom. To let her know how I felt after I found out she had been using meth. Someone we thought we all knew, has made us all so blue. We can see your face and we know your name, but these past few years you haven’t been the same. With the loss of our loved ones we lost more than two, a daughter, sister, mother, and a good friend we all once knew. When our times got hard, you went and got high, and when your happiness ran out, you made us cry. We thought things would be better and you would be alright, But still you stayed awake late into the night. Now all we can do is pray to God you'll see the light, and be that person we all once knew and get some sleep tonight. I haven’t had a relationship with my mom since I was twelve because of meth. I am now eighteen and I don't know if I’ll ever get to know her as my mom again. She is currently locked up in jail for assault charges. She was on meth at the time. --missing my mom-- Jessica The Sweetest Dream She wrapped her arms around me, comforting, secure. Unaware, the motives that underlayed her care. I let myself be taken, engulfed in sweet relief For now, alone I was no more, not still consumed by grief. This lady, in her crystal gown, brought safety and content, And more and more she'd visit me, till thought never to relent. But that was fine, this constent thing, had much to offer me For I, but one, a single soul, in a crowded "lost soul sea". My one true friend, a crystal angel, welcome and sincere When life became too much to bear, my angel held me near. She helped me through my greatest pains, to see things i had not seen To understand, to learn, to grow, to dare to hope, to dream. But when I felt quite strong enough, to stand on my two feet alone, My angel changed from sweet serene, to something truly wrong. I hid myself far from the truth, convinced I was where I belonged, But each time that I'd try to run, I'd be caught by the siren's song. She'd offer me a place to rest, to forget my troubled life, SInce I could not turn one place else, She always won that fight. And still she wins, each day once more, a cycle never through, So when she's done and I am dead, she will move on to you. Here before you, now I stand, weary, beaten, broken, I think back to that first deep breath, one I wish I'd never taken. It sent me down this road I walk, the one that does not vear, And though I scream and try to fight, there is no one to hear. Still yes, I know, as all will say, there is a chance to flee, But somehow I find comfort, in not having to be free. And so to the crystal demon, myself do I know give, A life that does, but just exist, forgotton how to live. No longer do I feel, no longer do I care, This, that was the sweetest dream, nothing more than a nightmare. B.H.
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