This is a poem about not having my mom becuz of meth
Dear meth,
you took something away in my life that once was completlely whole. You took away a loved one and now theres a hole.To me your more then a drug, something I hate, and this Is a life I wish I could escape. But I relized it won\'t make things better. I thought about drugs, sucidide , and in the end drugs lead to twice as many problems as you had before. sucidide hurts other people more then it hurts yourself.
