Category: <span>Substance Abuse</span>
I destroy homes, I tear families apart; I take children, that’s just a 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 towns.
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 your 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’s Crystal Meth.
My power is awesome, try me, you’ll see-but if you do you’ll never break free. Just try me once, 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 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, and you might 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, 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-down to the bone; and then realize you’re surely alone.
I’ll take and take till you have nothing more to give; when I’m finally done 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 you’re 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 know in your heart that you will always be mine and we’ll never part.
You’ll regret that you tired 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’ll 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, died from an overdose.