A young girl, who was in jail on drug charges and addicted to Meth wrote this poem. She wrote it while in jail. She fully grasped the horrors of the drug, as she tells us 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, with the needle still in her arm Please keep praying. This thing is worse than any of us realize.
I AM METH – Judy West
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 the 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 names 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 all 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, and 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!
PH