The devil is drugs
If you decide to use drugs, or stick a needle in your arm,
Prepare yourself to expose your life, in danger and in harm,
You may think you have control, over the drugs you use in life,
Or think your strong enough to manage, just as long as you do them right,
Well let me tell you one thing, it's not as easy as it seems,
Because your no longer by yourself, but now you've made yourself a team,
Think about it this way, there's a God and there's a devil, ones positive ones negative, there both on different levels,
Everyone knows about God, and how he's the good force in all our hearts, but if there's a God there must be a devil, so where does he take part? If you decide to use drugs, he'll quickly turn it into an addiction,
If you dont get out fast, you'll be sucken in by this friction,
At first it's here and there, and not an everyday thing,
3, 5, even 10 years can go by, and you've proposed with a promise ring,
A ring that represents, until death do you part, that you will loose your mind and soul, but most importantly loose your heart,
So don't let this evil devil, pull your life in the wrong direction, cause God wants you to have with your self, a life long positive connection..
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I wrote this poem when I was 17 years old in an open custody facility, 6 months clean except for the night before I wrote this... I was able to go on a day leave with a staff member on an outing with my dad.. my dad also struggled with drugs but he was truly a fantastic father despite what you might think of him doing drugs with me.. The outing was to get a tattoo and when we first arrived at my dad's there was some crystal in the bathroom for me and I did it and that night when I got back to the facility I stayed up all night in my cell and wrote this poem, I had an awsome time with my dad. We were best friends before his life was taken just two years ago... both of my parents did drugs with me. My mother first, and she was a Terrible mom and we don't have a relationship because she's in such deep denile about her addiction she's lost herself. My dad always felt guilty and it was actually really hard to have him do speed with me after I was already an addict. Our relationship bloomed and became the best of friends and really understood eachother. And growing up I had no clue he used as he did a good job hiding it. Not so much my mom however.. they separated when I was two, I was mainly raised with my mom and siblings... thanks for reading!!
Drugs are horrible. It stems from mental health issues not being addressed, high pressure society, constant instability, and just so many things. Excellent write and I'm sorry that you dealt with so much.
This is so sad. You have had a difficult life, I really hope and pray that the drugs will never take you again, all my love to you. ❤️