Although I don’t know the story behind this poem about meth addiction, I will assume that it is something very personal to the author.
Thank you Christy for sharing this poem with us:
The Person I Once Knew
If only you had listened,
to what I tried to tell,
If only you had realized,
I knew you all to well.
Nothing was more important,
than what you had to do,
the drug had taken over,
the person I once knew.
Now every time I pass the place,
we buried you that day,
I think of all the others,
that are soon to pass this way.
Your face will always linger,
in the chambers of my mind,
and I am thankful someone cared,
and got me help in time.
