Poem.
You say you know what you’re doing
You’ll be fine
Say that won’t happen to you
Like I haven’t heard it before
Little here, little there
And soon you’re addicted
Then it’s all the damn time
Until it takes over your life
I’ve heard it all before
Some OD, some only with they did
(But that won’t happen to you)
They because the monster
They’re addicted to
Doing things they never thought they would
Cheat; Rape; gotta have sex
Doesn’t matter how
(But that won’t happen to you)
Run out, it still calls your name
Gotta have it — whatever it takes
Prostitution; sell your sould
Sell your stuff; your heart; your love
Do anything it takes
To get some more, gotta have that high
(But that won’t happen to you)
Permanently high
No time for love
The ones you care about leave
You only give them affection, when you can’t get your high
The addiction, the drug
Takes over your mind — without you even knowing
Shoves and hurts those you love, makes them leave forever
IT gets jealous —-
You can only have IT
Nothing else. No one else.
No way to control it
(But that won’t happen to you
You know what you’re doing
Sweetie; that’s what they all say) </3
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