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This is the truest poem I have ever read in my life as I have had a friend die due to Meth and one who is dead on the inside from Meth. It is a killer and a powerful, addictive drug." Author name unknown Revised by Barbara Hodges~ Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem Contact Poet - Give Feedback. A meth-addicted teen penned an insightful poem in jail shortly before dying of an overdose. In common with an number of other online cautions aimed at teens, "I am Meth" took the form of an ode ...Love. War. When the first choice you make is inevitably wrong, A. but keep going back too listen to that song. The memories it holds is a reminder real fast, X. The quickest way out will shatter like glass. I can lay dormant in bodies for days, B. Your mind will be thinking in so many ways. I give you strength that makes you so weak, X.i will listen when you speak. all yr secrets i will keep. i will watch yr anger rise. i am all that you despise. i am crystal i am clear. i make money dissapear. i'm there every time you call. i am meth, i'm yr downfall. i will be there now, forever.

10. Dear Heroin. This poem is about my addiction problem with heroin. It states the steps of my addiction. Gladly I can say as of January 5, 2008, I will be a year clean. Thanks to my family, my two boys, my fiancé, and SPHS Behavioral Health Treatment that …Noleen A Finch. Meth, A drug that rhymes with death. It lifts you up just to tear you down, Grabbing all your thoughts, You spin around and around. It steals your peace. And replaces it with confusion, ‘til the user is a slave.I am crystal meth 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 …Published by Family Friend Poems August 2009 with permission of the Author. Popping pills in the morning, Popping pills at night. Cutting deep into my skin, Holding my blade tight. Dressed up to look my best, When I actually looked my worst. I thought all this alcohol. Would refresh my troublesome thirst.Methamphetamine (meth) abuse treatment can involve a number of stages, including medical detox, inpatient or outpatient treatment, and aftercare support. Methamphetamine substance use disorder is a harmful and sometimes fatal condition....

Jun 25, 2015 · "I AM METH" (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... 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. ….

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This poem touched me so much that there was a flood of tears. My, now ex husband is an addict! It cost me my marriage, health + my self esteem. I fought for my marriage + for him to get better for 6 years. I couldn't cope with the 'mistress meth' + finally gave up + ended it. He still pops in every now + then but the last time was the worst.1. Lost in the haze of meth, my soul withers away. 2. Meth’s seductive whispers, a dance with the devil. 3. Crystal shards reflect shattered dreams, a broken reality. 4. A rush of …Author: Melissa S. I said I’d never find you, Who knew that would be a lie I knew what you could do, So now I ask myself why? I felt so alone, You promised me comfort In that first bowl Who knew what I’d suffer One was too many, A thousand wasn’t enough This new beginning Was already to much It hid behind a mask I didn’t see it coming In a trance by the music It seemed to be strumming ...

The Ballad Of Whiskey And Meth. Mike Essig Jun 2015. The Ballad Of Whiskey And ****. let me tell you my friend about whiskey and **** a demonic combo that can lead you to death whiskey and **** make you think you are strong make you feel invincible you can do no wrong whiskey and **** forget all the rules they were made for weaklings cowards ... This poem was written by a young Indian girl while she was in jail on drug charges. The young woman was addicted to meth. She fully grasped the horrors of the drug while she wrote this simple, profound poem. The girl was released from jail, but, true to her story, meth owned her. She was found her dead shortly after.You may also find additional addiction recovery literature here, or contact the Recovery HQ Team directly and we will assist you in getting the literature you need. Large selection of Crystal Meth Anonymous (CMA) Books and CMA Step Study Guides including The Big Book, Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions, CMA Workshop & more. Methamphetamine Abuse Poems Page 2; Methamphetamine Abuse Poems. Methamphetamine affects every one's life differently and for the worst. Methamphetamines tear families apart by killing friends and loved ones, destroying addict's health or just by causing addicts to pull away from the people they love. Some individuals …In the district Josef oversees, approximately half of meth “cooks” are female. They find their “ingredients” in cheap over-the-counter medicines bought from pharmacies in Poland, a short ... The following anti-drug poem is said to have been written by a young Indian girl who was in jail for drug charges and was addicted to meth. She wrote it 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. Many wonder if the devil does trul… Lurking in the dark night or hidin… Well believe me he does and breaki… He releases his deamons and they a… Beth - I thought you might be interested in this poem written by a meth addicted Indian girl ... 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.