What Meth Can Do Poem by Kayla Ruiz

as i take another dose of these drugs
i imagine that i am covered in bugs
i go to sleep in my bed and am found in an orchard
look at my disgraceful body thin and tor chard
Ive tried to stop but Ive used and used
now even simple things make me confused
with or with out i lust
Ive stolen money and have been robbed of trust
i want and am full of greed
one more shot is all i need
as all i do is want as every injection gives a taunt
but it is a taunt that no one should want
now look at my face
with all the scares i am a disgrace
i am doing better today i wish i had never started using that day