So now little man... <br />You have grown tired of grass, <br />LCD, acid, cocaine, and hash, <br />And someone pretending to be your friend <br />Said, 'I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin. <br />Well, honey, before you start fooling with me, <br />Just let me inform you of how it will be. <br />For I will seduce you and make you my slave. <br />I have sent men much stronger then you to their grave. <br />You think you could never become a disgrace <br />An end up addicted to poppyseed waste. <br />So you will start inhaling me one afternoon <br />You'll take me in your arms very soon. <br />And once I have entered deep down in your veins, <br />The craving will nearly drive you insane. <br />You will need lots of money, and as you've been told, <br />For, darling, I am much more expensive than gold. <br />You'll swindle your mother, and just for a buck, <br />You'll turn into something vile and corrupt. <br />You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic charm <br />And feel contentment when I'm in your arms. <br />The day when you realize the monster you've grown, <br />You will solemnly promise to leave me alone. <br />If you think you have got the mystical knack, <br />Then sweetie, just try getting me off your back. <br />The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied in a knot, <br />The jangling nerves screaming for just one more shot. <br />The hot chills, the cold sweat, the withdrawal pains, <br />Can only be saved by my little white grains. <br />There is no other way and there's no need to look, <br />For deep down inside you will know you are hooked. <br />You will desperately run to the pusher and then <br />You will welcome me back in your arms once again. <br />And when you return, just as I foretold, <br />I know you will give me your body and soul. <br />You will give up your morals, your conscience, your heart, <br />And you will be mine......until death do us part.<br /><br />Cathlene Stahl<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/till-death-do-us-part-23/
