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DRUGS . . . ​​​​​​​

DRUGS . . . ​​​​​​​

DRUGS . . .

Drugs give you the ultimate high make you feel you can touch the sky
but in the end what do you really gain
when your on the tilt sitting on the train or when you wake up in the morning
feeling sick ringing your dealers to see if they'll give you tick
and they say what about the money you owe
from there you know you gotta get up and go,
Go and do an earn or probably a sneak.
finally have a shot and no longer few weak
until the next morning when it all starts again.
when you feel like your dyeing you're in so much pain.
but then again maybe your the one to get on the fast and again mate,
I'm telling you the feeling never last.
next thing you know your scattering out,
hoping your mates drop by and it's there shout
your pupils so big, you think no-one knows
your been up all night on the GO.
next thing you know your 3 days old
and getting shivers when it's not even cold.
finally after hours of searching you get your self home.
chop up in the matic and pull your first cone.
your sitting in your lounge room, as high as a kite.
again all you had to do was sleep at night.
then you find after all of this,
it's still not working
when your sitting there awake, and the birds start chirping.
off to the doctors for some zanies to take.
By this point all your feeling is anger and hate
take 10 pill`s and go on a racking spree,
wake up in the morning and can't believe what you see
everywhere you look, is stolen shit,
and it all started with that first hit.
a trail of destruction is left behind you
followed by a visit by the `` Boy's in Blue`` .
All this action from a three day high,
Remember the start, when you felt like you can fly.
so this cycle goes around and around
until one day you O.D and wait till your found.
At the time drugs seem to get you through.
But at the end of the day look what they done to you.
When your sitting in your cell wondering why
at the very start you wanted that high
along the way you've stolen, and cheated and schemed.
Doing a long laggon while kid's are in care and they don't understand why there parent's aren't there.
The best they get is to talk to you on the phone
asking mummy, why aren't we with you at home
you're sitting there not knowing what to say.
Telling em, you'll make it up to them one day.
When taking Drug' s, there is nothing to gain...
EXCEPT...
LOSS DEATH
NEGLECT & PAIN
 

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Lorris Morris

Welcome lots there....enjoyed the read made me smile......all smiles 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

This maybe can help others to choose wisely! thank you for sharing!.................Jim

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Ashley McRitchie

"next thing you know your 3 days old
and getting shivers when it's not even cold." Kinda like when you've got a runny nose and the sniffles in the middle of the summer.  

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Christopher Stuart

IT STEALS YOUR TIME. THATS WORTH MORE THAN ANYTHING, TIME YOU COULD PUT TO BETTER USE. TIME MISSING OUT ON FAMILY. TIME MISSING OUT ON FRIENDS. LIFE IS THE BEST DRUG.

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