Crystal Meth Poems

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Meth Poems

Below you will find poems from Meth Kills about meth and meth addiction. Meth is a very devastating drug and meth addiction should be taken very seriously. Thank you for visiting and please feel free to rate. b8wyh24zpn

A Crystal Meth poem 


If my 'glamorous' lifestyle is appealing to you. . .
And you want to try me because you've 'nothing to lose'. . .
Then, let me give you a bit of advice:
You are a fool. . .
And you'd better think twice.

I destroy homes. I tear families apart.
I take your children and that's just the start.
I'm more valued than diamonds. More precious than gold. The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.


Read the rest...meth poems

Tweaking 

Just one more hit - Hey I thought you quit.
I gave it a try - But I like the meth high.
I don't face reality or try to deal
And I never worry where I will get my next meal.
I have come to accept this is the life for me.
Put me in jail - I don't like being free.
I don't want to see my family, my kids, or my friends.
Is today the day it will finally all end.
I was doing so good - I was doing so great.
I saw my p.o - and I wasn't late.
I went to sleep at night - and woke up the next day.

Read the rest....Tweaking

Miss. Amphetamine 

Once I found a special friend. Who promised to share my ups and downs.

"I'll be here til the end," she said. "I'll always be around."

So she took me on an adventure. And then a couple more.

Before she mentioned that if I left her. She would even up the score.

But I didn't want this friend of mine to ever go away.

When she was gone I would search for her.

All through the night and day. So much fun we had together.

Laughing all night long. Staying up for days on end.

With her I felt so strong. She would do my make-up for me.

Until she got it just right. She made me look so beautiful.

And feel so full of life. Her energy level.

Was always through the roof. And whenever I was feeling down.

She would always give me a boost. I came to love this special friend.

More than any I had loved before. I came to love this new life of her's.

To which she had opened up the door. Together we experienced adrenaline.

Read the rest...Miss. Amphetamine

My Meth Arrest 

All along I think that maybe. It had already cuffed and detained me.
Back then when I didn't know what could truly become.
All at once I knew it was something.

A familiar comfort to fill all these nothings.
Stealing my all when I decided to just try some.

Believing I knew that what I really needed.
Was some other something than what I'd proceeded.
To use that something to fill all the void and the need.

Read the rest...My Meth Arrest

Mrs. Methamphetamine 

Mrs. Methamphetamine
Oh you are my crystal queen
You bring me high
You bring me low
You take me places I'd never go
You whisper things inside my head
You never let me go to bed
I forget the days
I forget the hours
Life is a raincloud
With no flowers
You destroy my body
And control my mind
When you call me
Than you I find
Why can't I beat you Devilish queen
The addiction too strong,
too tough, too mean
I go without you for days and even weeks
But you call so often to me
That in your arms I long to be
But than I hate what it is I do
I'd give anything to be rid of you

Read the rest...Mrs. Methamphetamine

A Meth Cooker's Poem 

This is your life, its so intense
It leaves you wondering what happened, it doesn't make sense
Your folks have told you about the birds and the bees
So I'm going to tell you about the cops and the trees

Read the rest...Meth Cook's Poem

My Meth Daddy 

I love my daddy with all my heart.
I only wish this drug he did not start.
I see him dying in front of my eyes.
We may not even have time to say our goodbyes.
My son and daughter he will barely know.
They'll only know him by pictures we'll show.
Slowly but surely we see him weaken.
Some days he seems as if he's been beaten.
With every puff and every inhale his life slips further away.
God please give him the strength to make another day.
Why won't he just break that cloudy glass pipe?
Why did he ever believe the hype?
I want to lock him in a room and throw away the key.
But will that even make him see.
I don't know what to do, I love him so much.
What is this demon that has him in it's clutch.
It is a substance that will bring him to his death.
It is what it is, it is CRYSTAL METH!

Read the rest...My Meth Daddy

I Am Death 

Hello new friend, my name is DEATH,

some still call me Crystal Meth.

I'm easy to find, and a breeze to make,

just ask around, I make you feel great.

Try me for free, I can afford one hit,

I know if you do, I am hard to quit.

Read the rest...I Am Death

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    DC DC Dec 23, 2009 @ 8:14 pm
    ya my mom dad did this stuff it destroyed me and there realtionship and made me a fuckin mess in the head im 19 there still on that shit idk i fuckin hate em for it sucks that they pick this stupid ass drug over me there son
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    Alfred Guajardo Alfred Guajardo Dec 14, 2009 @ 6:59 pm
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    What ever it wings

    by Alfred Guajardo

    I meant my dreams I call her princess very attractive
    she was smart, determind and hotter then a stack pipe
    It was love at first toke she was quiet none spoken at that
    She would fill the room with a magical mist and grant your wish
    With a slight twist and her millon dimond eyes spoke of dreams
    From dust with plenty of rust one might not trust
    She's so bold she'll teach the young and old her big test
    He's now layed to rest, when shes around I'am a one man army
    And when shes not, I'am all tumbs depressed and not rested
    I've tryed to tell her to get lost just one nore time when
    she's not around I whine like I'am going blind and I say
    she's all mine all I need is a dime and I'am happy and lappy
    In a snappy, I broke her toke a decision I had to make
    I let her know we had to part she now beggs me to comeback
    Whe nwhen she burns and yurns close to me I Just let her know
    I'am going down another track and not turning back take that
    She took me for a joy slide,ride and a glide
    Along with my hide yet made me feel like rolled gold
    And bold as told, a true rat that can be dequised as a priness
    Queen, King, or whatever it wings she's no longer my princess
    I now call her Crystal
    Her Real Name
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    Alfred Guajardo Alfred Guajardo Dec 14, 2009 @ 6:59 pm
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    What ever it wings

    by Alfred Guajardo

    I meant my dreams I call her princess very attractive
    she was smart, determind and hotter then a stack pipe
    It was love at first toke she was quiet none spoken at that
    She would fill the room with a magical mist and grant your wish
    With a slight twist and her millon dimond eyes spoke of dreams
    From dust with plenty of rust one might not trust
    She's so bold she'll teach the young and old her big test
    He's now layed to rest, when shes around I'am a one man army
    And when shes not, I'am all tumbs depressed and not rested
    I've tryed to tell her to get lost just one nore time when
    she's not around I whine like I'am going blind and I say
    she's all mine all I need is a dime and I'am happy and lappy
    In a snappy, I broke her toke a decision I had to make
    I let her know we had to part she now beggs me to comeback
    Whe nwhen she burns and yurns close to me I Just let her know
    I'am going down another track and not turning back take that
    She took me for a joy slide,ride and a glide
    Along with my hide yet made me feel like rolled gold
    And bold as told, a true rat that can be dequised as a priness
    Queen, King, or whatever it wings she's no longer my princess
    I now call her Crystal
    Her Real Name
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    sara sara Dec 3, 2009 @ 2:39 pm
    I had been in recovery for almst 2 years until just a few days ago when relapse came knockin at the door...today I had to find my reason for letting it be just a lapse and not letting it win again....so I came here to read the reality that im not alone! My heart and prayers go out to everyone who shared these poems!!!! Because of your honesty, Im back in the saddle again!!!!
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    tina tina Nov 19, 2009 @ 10:52 am
    im a recoving also how true these are god bless every one who has and is giving this drug up
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    Lisha W Lisha W Oct 29, 2009 @ 7:24 pm
    These poems are the truest of true.

    Im leaveing rehab tomarrow..

    Prey for me.
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    zaza zaza Oct 20, 2009 @ 4:48 am
    i had a boyfriend who killed himself whilst on meth he was seeing people attacking him and shadows he thought were haunting him. he couldnt bear it anymore and finally hung himself in 2004. please dont do meth im only 20 now and iv seen what it can do if it gets into your head. dont be selfish and leave the ones that love you behind this comes from my heart as tears roll down my face im warning you this shit kills do not touch it EVER!
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    jes jes Oct 2, 2009 @ 12:11 pm
    i tried it one time...my daughter was in bed asleep.i started having chest pains...then a panic attack....my roommate called an ambulance....i lost my daughter to cps....my first and only time doing it..i fought for her in court for 6 months and got her back...that being my first time makes me wonder how things would have happened if i didnt have that panic attack...i thank god everyday and i havent touched a drug since that day...my daughter is my world and reason for living...I WILL NOT PUT HER THROUGH THAT!!!
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    Shanna Shanna Sep 23, 2009 @ 12:30 am
    I have read most of these poems before when I went to jail. I was not using or dealing meth but I went to jail for loving a meth user and dealer. To all of the young ladies out there please please if you are with someone who is a meth user or dealer and you are clean leave him now! If you don't you could end up like me. My life has been destroyed by the meth user/dealer I loved. I lost everything in the world including my self-respect when I went to prison. Twelve years later I am barely at a place where I can start to rebuild my life.
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    Bailey Hope Bailey Hope Aug 24, 2009 @ 1:26 am
    the poems are every bit true. i have done it and i loved it. but at the same time my family was and still is falling apart from it. My four younger sisters got taken away and put in foster care. Now i have to deal with my crazy father who is trying to come down. but you know he cant on his own. my mom quit to get my sisters back. she has to UA 3 times a week. at least shes trying. I pray that she can do it. I dont even beleave in god but fuck its all i got. i guess people just need to hit rock bottom before their eyes can see. my eyes are open now. to bad it had to go this far.
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    Crystill Crystill Aug 21, 2009 @ 1:29 am
    this is really true. i never ahd to deal with a family member being a tweaker, but my boyfriend of over a year and i have troubles saying no to meth. its kind of a huge part of our every day life. where are we going to get the shit to sell to buy the dope to smoke the same day and then it repeats itself everyday, msot of the time we just spend days thinking about doing dope or wishing we had some and we can honestly go for a while without doing but we talk about it or think about it everyday and then when we get some its gone so quick and then we try to keep it up everyday stealing whatever we can and pawning my family's jewelry and shit...its just a vicious circle, and these poems hit it right on the head.
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    Liz Loz Liz Loz Aug 10, 2009 @ 8:40 am | in reply to Piz Poz
    Your telling me, Meth is for pussies, Crack is for real men, u get me.
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    Piz Poz Piz Poz Aug 10, 2009 @ 8:37 am
    It aint a patch on crack.
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    VETERAN-SURVIVOR VETERAN-SURVIVOR Jul 11, 2009 @ 9:42 am
    I am alone, as far as I know... For I escaped with my soul in tow... I did not rat, steal or lie... I prayed to GOD that there I would not die... I fought as I never fought before... God opened a window when hell slammed the door... I ran, then I walked, dropped friends when they baulked... Woke from nightmares in tears, reached for courage when I was bound with fears... Wrestled with the dark sadness and endless reaching madness... Until I emerged from another dimension into the light... Not once have I forgotten the hunger or the fight...
    I am blessed, a soldier of God, a voice of light in the night... I am ALIVE
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    candie candie Jul 8, 2009 @ 7:22 pm | in reply to liz
    Liz I feel your pain I did this for years with my mom I was only 14 now Im 30 and my husband is now on meth promising. he wil not do it again and it never fells my children are scared and scared. I have 9 acres a beutiful ranch and 3 wonderful kids I am leaving today for the sake it will not happen to them I know it will not end as long as I enable him don't want to put him to his death Because I know that is love .My mom has taught me that. she now after 16 years later has been clean for 1 year. It took her to loose everthing and go to prison but she says if we did not show her cold love she would have never cleaned up my prayers are with any one that has to bare this pain its worst than death its the devil. It stops one person at a time. PRAY. FOR ALL FAMILYS THAT HAVE TO BEAR THIS PAIN!
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    liz liz Jul 3, 2009 @ 3:07 am
    all these poems are very true i dont use it myself and never will even think about it, but my husband does and its tearing our family apart.
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    DD DD Jun 21, 2009 @ 11:15 pm
    I am currently in Drug court I have 296 day's clean I did meth since 1989 This is the first time I have been clean from meth,weed,alcohol. I know I wouldn't have quit without Drug court. Sad but true. I use to take a hit than pray for death. I have lost everything I've owned over and over again, including most importantly I have lost TIME. Something you can never get back. Drug court classes have taught me how to live without dope. I just hope and pray I stay clean even after Drug court. These poems are True Blue I can really feel them. Thank- you DD
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    Shane Dolney Shane Dolney Jun 18, 2009 @ 12:48 am
    these are very true poems i am currently facing four years prison sentence for possesion of methamphetamines for sale and drug parafenelia i learned the hard way i experienced this drug first hand i became addicted so quick and i could not stop for nothing the hallucinations almost killed me and i came close to killing other people i was just released from rehab for meth and i have been clean for 97 days who ever is still in active addiction and wants to quit pick up that phone and call someone you will not regret it
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    missy missy Jun 1, 2009 @ 10:39 pm | in reply to kjs
    yes i agree to everyone i haven't been there and dont want to no but i do no that i have a family and i have a boyfriend that ust to be on it yes it is a devil it does destroy you it does take lives im very young and where im from its really bad meth is what destroyed our world people can get off of it trust me my boyfriend has been clean for 2 years harsh reality kicked in something every terrible happen and you have to have the want to to do it if not than your not that all there is to it theres help out there that people can get NA meetings alpha people cant do it alone i feel for the one who dod want to do right thank u for letting me share
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    Cara Cara May 30, 2009 @ 3:23 pm
    I have never done meth, but I have seen what it can do, and what it has done to people that I dearly love.....I lost the man I love to this demon named crystal......I have never hated anything as much as I hate that whore....
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    kjs kjs May 7, 2009 @ 9:35 pm
    this is the most icky thing i cant believe it ,,,,,,it mad me want to cry :(
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    lola.... lola.... Mar 27, 2009 @ 12:11 pm
    these are really well writen poems good job.
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    brook brook Mar 22, 2009 @ 2:43 pm
    this is triffic and i hate this shit it tour my family apart!!! my mom did and and then my dad and kow i relize it gets n your head. there is nothing tht can stop it not even your soul untell you really want to.
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    samantha samantha Feb 16, 2009 @ 10:04 am
    Tis is so sad and true and scary! Im young and these poems are so true ! When im older i promise not to dothis when im older!
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    Jamie Jamie Jan 30, 2009 @ 6:59 pm
    i hate meth i will never ever try if you think i am stupid than you'll think the same if you wrote this message thank you for it
    it gives me information on not to do meth

    thanks
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    crls crls Oct 13, 2008 @ 4:58 pm
    hi nice job

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