I Am Crystal Meth

My son was a victim of the devil meth.. He took his life last August. Couldn’t break free from the grips of meth. I miss him so.
Visit Austin’s memorial website and share with others. This is where meth will lead you.

http://www.austin-hesse.last-memories.com

My son was a victim of the devil meth.. He took his life last August. Couldn’t break free from the grips of meth. I miss him so.
Visit Austin’s memorial website and share with others. This is where meth will lead you.

http://www.austin-hesse.last-memories.com

Jill, my deepest sympathies. I truly hope that everyone will take the time to read about the life and untimely death of your beautiful son. God Bless you.

Jill, my deepest sympathies. I truly hope that everyone will take the time to read about the life and untimely death of your beautiful son. God Bless you.

I have this poem on my other computer but couldn’t get it off so I went into yahoo and found it thanks. This poem is so true that it is scray.

I have this poem on my other computer but couldn’t get it off so I went into yahoo and found it thanks. This poem is so true that it is scray.

thank u for telling the truth that shit stole 10 years of my life and i am a grateful recovering addict today.i have 13 months and 11 days clean today and i used to count how many days i could stay up ,today i am clean with my 3 babies and cannot ever forget that i am a dope fiend when i do thats when that bastard sneaks up on me i know there is hope cuz i remember when i had no hope thank you for the poem that gave me a reason to stay clean today

thank u for telling the truth that shit stole 10 years of my life and i am a grateful recovering addict today.i have 13 months and 11 days clean today and i used to count how many days i could stay up ,today i am clean with my 3 babies and cannot ever forget that i am a dope fiend when i do thats when that bastard sneaks up on me i know there is hope cuz i remember when i had no hope thank you for the poem that gave me a reason to stay clean today

Krista – thank you for stopping by and sharing your story. Congrats on your sobriety!

Krista – thank you for stopping by and sharing your story. Congrats on your sobriety!

the first time i heard this poem i was a user of meth. i was on that shit from the time i was 13 to august of last year. i am now 18 and i cant even imagine ever even looking and that stuff let alone do it. i still have cravings every now and again but i will never do it again.

the first time i heard this poem i was a user of meth. i was on that shit from the time i was 13 to august of last year. i am now 18 and i cant even imagine ever even looking and that stuff let alone do it. i still have cravings every now and again but i will never do it again.

thats deep

thats deep

It’s a shit poem but it does raise awareness. I saw it in some school work that I do which is about addiction.
Okay perhaps not a shit poem, just not my cup of tea-poem.

It’s a shit poem but it does raise awareness. I saw it in some school work that I do which is about addiction.
Okay perhaps not a shit poem, just not my cup of tea-poem.

Only 8% of people stay clean of this drug!!! In 2005 i was completely hooked on Crystal Meth! i lost everything, friends, family and the most important person in my life… my little girl. when they took her i dwelled in self pitty for months until i couldnt bare the pain anymore. I enrolled my self in a drug treatment program where i spent a lot of time cleaning up. I am proud to say I have been clean for 32 months and continue to battle this addiction. I have my little girl back and lead a healthy life style! This poem helps me stay clean, if i ever think about it I read this poem and remember the nightmare it helped me make. I would like to thank the woman that wrote this poem may she rest in peace!!! My prayers go out to all the addicts and recoverind addicts… GOD BLESS!!!!

Only 8% of people stay clean of this drug!!! In 2005 i was completely hooked on Crystal Meth! i lost everything, friends, family and the most important person in my life… my little girl. when they took her i dwelled in self pitty for months until i couldnt bare the pain anymore. I enrolled my self in a drug treatment program where i spent a lot of time cleaning up. I am proud to say I have been clean for 32 months and continue to battle this addiction. I have my little girl back and lead a healthy life style! This poem helps me stay clean, if i ever think about it I read this poem and remember the nightmare it helped me make. I would like to thank the woman that wrote this poem may she rest in peace!!! My prayers go out to all the addicts and recoverind addicts… GOD BLESS!!!!

HOW COULD PEOPLE DO DIS S@#%!!!!!!!!!!!!HU EVA DOES DIS IS, I CANT EXPLAIN U JUST GROSS!!!!!!!!!U TEACHING CHILDREN THE WRONG THING AE NOT GUD!

wow were did you get this poem? me and my friend that i was locked up with made this poem from scratch.we put our talents of poetry to tell the truth of our past experinces. this poem must have been past down over and over,like telephone.it doesnt sound as good as my original copy..which was stolen frm me by the way.i hate when ppl take credit frm other pples art.

THis is a great poem, my sister has been sober for a few months now, she is doing great, I called her and read her this poem and she asked me to send her a copy so that she can share it at her AA and NA meetings.

Have a great day

this is a cool poem! and its true. i love it. i even sent it to all of my friends!

i think that this poem is very interesting and i am glad that someone is taking the effect of meth seriosly . just like in the poem meth isnt a game dont even do it “just once” it will ruin your life you have no idea

I am a survivor of METH and its DEADLY ADDICTION I spent 10yrs on meth and 3yrs in ad seg in tx prisons Today I have my kids again almost two years OUT and CLEAN! I know God Has been the change in me REMEMBERING I can do better for my kids! So can U! 28 yo Single Mom in Aiustin tX

Hi m.y life is a story of hope also im a recoveing meth addict & artist.I'm glad more people are talking about this problem.There is hope I'm living proof. GOD made a big change in my life .I tried several times on my own & only made it a year at a time but since I found Jesus I've broke that record by 6mo. I'm going to send some of my art

this poem is so true it leaves you with a real perspective on meth

Jill, my name is Rob Cowan, you probably used to think very badly of me, I think about Austin all the time. I am not trying to bring up bad memories but I just want you to know that I have been clean for almost 4 years, I am so sorry for your loss please tell Natalie I am so sorry for the way I acted in 2001. I was a very different person then, an addict. Austin and I have some weird kind of connection, I speak to him in my mind often and I ask him for some kind of sign to let me know he hears me and I get it in some sort of way. I am so glad I had the priveledge to be friends with Austin, thank you for bringing him into this world. As long as this website lives he lives in everyone who reads it. Austins friend, Rob Cowan

I miss you buddy ,keep sending me those goosebumps when I think of you.

i love this its soo freaking true i dont see how people do it but u know we cant do anything about it!!!! they have to help themselves first before we can help them!!!
♥im here for u emily we love u♥

i was taken from my mom cause she used meth…for 5 years i took care of my lil sis & 2 lil bros…now i dotn get 2 see my bros because they live wit their dad an me & my sis live wit ours…meth is such a awful drug…i wish mom would have said no!

This is a great poem!! I have never ever tried meth myself but have had friends with bad experiences. I hope u dont mind i posted it on my face book page. askin my friends to pass this on.

TRUE TRUE TRUE.THANKS TO MY DAUGHTER I LEFT A SMALL TOWN AND GOT AWAY FROM THAT CRAZY CRAZY STUFF.I THANK HER AND GOD EVERYDAY.NOW I WOULD LIKE TO SEE 2 OF MY SONS PUT IT AWAY FOR GOOD BE4 ITS TOO LATE.

I am 21years old. I am a recovering drug addict, i have been clean now for two years. This poem could never be more true Crystal Meth steals your soul and drives a person away from God. the Crystal is the devil in disguise and will make you do things that you could never imagine. To all the teenagers out there do not go down that road. May our loving God and saviour be with you!

I am 21years old. I am a recovering drug addict, i have been clean now for two years. This poem could never be more true Crystal Meth steals your soul and drives a person away from God. the Crystal is the devil in disguise and will make you do things that you could never imagine. To all the teenagers out there do not go down that road. May our loving God and saviour be with you!

Here is a poem I wrote about meth. It's called

The Cook

There are only a few who know the trade – How methamphetamine is made. They live their lives always on the run – Just waiting for the next batch to be done. Peeking around corners in fear of a bust – As they’re bright shinny dreams crumble to dust. Women who are only driven by lust. Whose only desire is the crystal white dust? Everyone wants a piece of the pie – So C'mon man, let's get high! But once there up, they only wig out – Leaving their minds to treachery and doubt. And the cook's well aware of their grief – Of knowing his friends are only thieves. Either caught in the act or burned in a deal – By supposed friends designing what is real. There's only one way a cook can win – And that by having a partner who is true to the end. In a true partner who is strong at heart – Exists a bond that none can part. Together weeding out the crooks, cops – Lowlife's, backstabbers and the lames. Jointly running a business impossible to stop – Blazing a trail straight to the top. But what will it cost you for the Great Life? Nothing much – just you’re family, home, friends and your life. There's nothing on Earth that's worth such a cost – Not to mention all the time that you spent in prison that you've lost. So, once you get there don't forget what it took… To Be The Man who knows how to cook.

Written by me in Folsom Prison

This poem couldn't be more accurate I am a recovering addict…8 months going strong!

my brother has just recently fell to meths evil wrath. It's hard to see him going through this. Especially since my father is a police officer, he's torn that he has a person that he'd put in prison for years living in his own home.

It's an amazing poem. My health teacher read it to us and I think it's the best poem I've ever heard. Though I strongly agree, that drugs are for losers (:

It's an amazing poem. My health teacher read it to us and I think it's the best poem I've ever heard. Though I strongly agree, that drugs are for losers (:

Thiz iz 4 Real so listen az U read. Thiz iz not a joke or a skeem.

Im an exxxxxx addict been sober for 6 years it easy to quite if you focus on the important thing in your life. My two daughters were the most importanted people in my life and I had a choice and my greates high was my babies everyday it a greates high you could ever had and thats love of my babies. Stay focus and you see that life is worth living.

Name: Mana Rameka
From: Tauranga
Subject: Meth
City: Bay Of Plenty

The Mana Meth Poem

Meth can realy Fuk you up thats not gud.
The thing is its sold everywhere not just in the hood.
Im not lying, im telling the truth.
Some crave, some jus try it to be kool.
Try it once you might not break thru
try it twice your just a full
try it again u wont have no brain
after a wile u start feeling no pain
u start to lie steal and go insane
just 2 get that hi hit
dont easily let tour life slip
meth is like spider venom but not as great
spiders can kill and leave you with no fate
but meths u can stop. Its never to late
and yeah im from(tauranga)paradise bay
tu much 4 listening k………

Hi fehr.

Just out of curiosity–what was meth like? I really want to know what it feels like, but I'm smart enough not to try it. I just want to understand what was good about it at the time of being addicted to it. Please let me know, thanks!

I am a recovering meth addict im only 21 and it has taken everything from me im just trying to rebuild my life again! I cant lie at the start of my using it was great but it was NEVER worth what i let it take from me in the end.. its deffenitly the devil!! I hope this poem helps people stop using or if your thinking about trying meth PLEASE dont it will take your family, friends, home and anything/anyone that you love or anyone that loves you!!

wow this poem is really powerful . i remember learning this poem in grade 7 . ever since i read this poem i have been scard of drugs and will never try it . i have done weed but thats ot as bad . but still it afects you nd mke you get mad all the time . crystal meth and ll the other drugs are disgusting and who ever does drugs are losers . get a life you Fuk head !

if anyone is willing and able to help me i need users family and friends who have experienced meth first hand. names will never be used and credentials can be given. breannaspiteri@yahoo.com or breannan@nfcd.org. this is for the national chid safety council and i would like to conduct personal interviews ( no names if asked).

Hello.
You may or may not know me.
I destroy homes.
I tear families apart,
I’ll take your children and that is just the start.
I’m more precious the diamonds, more valued then gold.
The sorrows I bring are a sight to behold.
If you need me I’m easily found
I’m all around you in every city and every town.
I live with the rich I live with the poor.
I live down the street even next door.
I’m made anywhere and everywhere you can think,
I can be made under the kitchen sink.
I can be made in the closet or in the woods.
If this doesn’t scare you to death it certainly should.
I have many names but only one you would need
Simply put, they call me Weed.
My powers are awesome just try me and see.
Try me twice and your soul will forever flee.
Once I possess you, you’ll steal and you’ll lie
You’ll do what it takes just to get high.
The crimes you’ll commit for the high and fame
Will be worth millions once I get in your veins.
You’ll lie to your mom and steal from your dad,
When you see their tears you won’t even be sad.
You’ll forget your morals and how you were raised,
Once I teach you my worthless ways.
I’ll take your friends, your control, your pride,
But I’ll always be with you right by your side.
You’ll give up your friends, your family, your home,
When you run out you’ll be all alone.
I’ll take and I’ll take till your brain is completely fried,
And when I’m through you’ll be depressed and only cry.
You can try me for fun but I’m no game.
Giving the chance I’ll drive you insane.
I’ll give you nightmares while you lie sweating in bed.
I’ll be the evil voices inside you head.
You shouldn’t have tried me how many times were you told?
But you challenged my powers how could you have been so bold?
You couldn’t say no, and just walked away.
If you could do it all over again what would you say?
I’ll be your master you’ll be my slave.
Don’t fear being lonely I’ll walk with you to your grave.
So come, take my hand
Or that of any CONTRABAND
Any of us will show you more pain than your deepest betrayal
Any of us will take your life and ensure that you fail.

brilliant!!!!
an awsome poem