Drugs Poem by Lauren Renee'
Drugs
Just one puff
What could it hurt?
Everyone does this stuff
Even if it taste like dirt
Just one time
Turned to many more
And now this slime
Turned life fun from bore
Meth, weed, and ice
Whatever was my desire
Everything now tasted nice
Though it turned me into a liar
Even after one of my friends died
My addiction did not end
I may for him have mourned and cried
But my ways I did not mend
So when the day comes I do not wake
Do not cry or remember me
Just know I never saw my mistake
And know never did I see
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4/25/2024 8:00:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I feel like these are the words of so many of my friends. Your words are nothing but truth. I just wish they could see this and realize that it won't be alright in the end, when it does end.