"crack"
I come to you when your down and out.
Or when you can't find what life is about.
My friends all call me by my name it's crack cocaine.
I fill your life with fear and pain.
In your body and mind is where I dwell.
I'm with you everyday but I come from hell.
When you try to make me go.
I stop your dreams and just no.
I made you steal when you wanted more.
I made you a thief to your very core.
You will do anything to make a buy.
Even sell your body and tell anyone a lie.
If times become real hard and to tough.
Stop and pray to God and say you've had enough.
Teresa Skyles
I hope this poem is strong enough to make someone "THINK".This drug makes you lose your
mind.I know you're wondering how I know well I have family members who have lost it all
over it.I could have made this poem more graphic but it makes me sick anyway.
IF YOU KNOW ANYONE ONE THIS DRUG PLEASE GET THEM HELP.
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