as i take another dose of these drugs <br />i imagine that i am covered in bugs <br />i go to sleep in my bed and am found in an orchard <br />look at my disgraceful body thin and tor chard <br />Ive tried to stop but Ive used and used <br />now even simple things make me confused <br />with or with out i lust <br />Ive stolen money and have been robbed of trust <br />i want and am full of greed <br />one more shot is all i need <br />as all i do is want as every injection gives a taunt <br />but it is a taunt that no one should want <br />now look at my face <br />with all the scares i am a disgrace <br />i am doing better today i wish i had never started using that day<br /><br />Kayla Ruiz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-meth-can-do/
