At All Costs

its filthy in here; bodies litter the floor I placed myself in danger just like before meth has consumed my life for quite some time its not hard to see why people resort to crime the need is what brought us all to this place In our desperation our morals were erased With nothing left but an addiction to feed We came to this house to get what we need Too many of us are here, its way too loud Someone has got to weed out this crowd the lab is scattered about as we just wait Its so close to being done, this part I hate The air is stuffy and the windows are small Fans are placed to move air down the hall A thick smoke will soon become our air As much as I hate it I always have to stare I am terrified of all outcomes to this but one With odds like that you'd think i'd be done But as the smell of acid hits me in the face A hundred memories appear; I begin to chase Anxiety starts to build as I get closer to a hit I begin a war inside me that dares me to quit The risk that comes with all of this mess Threatens to take it all and leave me less I block out the warnings and ignore the signs I pretend it's a gray area without fine lines I am suddenly happy, it was worth the wait My hands are shaking, which I hate I get my bag and I head out the door I know I'll be back as soon as I need more Its funny how much evil we ignore to protect Our friendly addiction, we dare not neglect