It

It eats away at who you are
who you could have been
Aspirations and inspiration are replaced
with the need for its everlasting presence

I hate it
Wish that I could destroy it
But
I can't control others
So I can only pray you escape its grips

It does not care about the stolen lives it claims
Dreams that were robbed
Families it destroyed

It only wants to be smoked, snorted, injected
Achieve its single goal
To decimate the lives of those who allow it to

Reviews

[rt farris]

i get the poem's message but i'm not sure i agree with it's premise that drugs are the cause of these human experiences. i believe people are. we have free will and are able to make choices. drugs are a choice. just a thought. your poem did a good job of capturing the feelings of the idea that drugs are bad.