This is a story of how my body feels such abuse.

And its due to the stupidity of drug use.

I’m no longer in the right state of mind.

I no longer know how to be caring and kind.

It always seems worth it at the time.

As a result my body is no longer mine.

I stand on the streets for paying men.

And for my drugs i do this again and again.

I’m homeless and I have no food.

For somthing that I think is good.

Its destroying me from head to toe.

I know the drugs have to go.

Will somebody help me find a way.

That’s what I pray for each day.

Each night I8always cry.

I know this lifestyle will cause me to die.

Please learn from my mistake.

Say no to what they give you to take.

Or ignore me and give it a try.

But if you do, you too will die.