User talk:TeensOfAmerica

This poem my made by a young girl in my classroom, her mom was addicted to Crystal meth and crack cocaine. She began using with her daughter at 11 years of age (Crack Cocaine). She was a student at SouthSide High School in Muncie Indiana. I watched this young girl go from real rock bottom at only 14, to getting her siblings away from her drug abusing mother, and becoming a outstanding student, full time parent and trying to stay sober while paying for all of her mother’s wrong doings in life at such a young age. My name is Mr.Sheffield, I’ve been teaching 9th Grade English 1 & 2 for many, many generations. I’ve seen many walks of life my years in a class room. This young women made the biggest impact on me as a student, survivor, and proving that the Apple doesn’t always have to fall directly out of the tree. Instead she decided to roll as far away from that live style as possible. I always wonder, hope and pray she’s doing the best she can. Her writing is one I show to my class every single year, sense I seen her graduate. Thanks everyone on Wikipedia!

My Name Is “Meth” I destroy homes, I tear families apart, take your children, and that’s just the start.

I’m more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold,

The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.

If you need me, remember I’m easily found,

I live all around you – in schools and in town.

I live with the rich; I live with the poor,

I live down the street, and maybe next door.

I’m made in a lab, but not like you think,

I can be made under the kitchen sink.

In your child’s closet, and even in the woods,

If this scares you to death, well it certainly should.

I have many names, but there’s one you know best,

I’m sure you’ve heard of me, my name is crystal meth.

My power is awesome; try me you’ll see,

But if you do, you may never break free.

Just try me once and I might let you go,

But try me twice, and I’ll own your soul.

When I possess you, you’ll steal and you’ll lie,

You do what you have to — just to get high.

The crimes you’ll commit for my narcotic charms

Will be worth the pleasure you’ll feel in your arms,

your lungs your nose.

You’ll lie to your mother; you’ll steal from your dad,

When you see their tears, you should feel sad.

But you’ll forget your morals and how you were raised,

I’ll be your conscience, I’ll teach you my ways.

I take kids from parents, and parents from kids,

I turn people from God, and separate friends.

I’ll take everything from you, your looks and your pride,

I’ll be with you always — right by your side.

You’ll give up everything – your family, your home,

Your friends, your money, then you’ll be alone.

I’ll take and take, till you have nothing more to give,

When I’m finished with you, you’ll be lucky to live.

If you try me be warned – this is no game,

If given the chance, I’ll drive you insane.

I’ll ravish your body, I’ll control your mind,

I’ll own you completely, your soul will be mine.

The nightmares I’ll give you while lying in bed,

The voices you’ll hear, from inside your head.

The sweats, the shakes, the visions you’ll see,

I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.

But then it’s too late, and you’ll know in your heart,

That you are mine, and we shall not part.

You’ll regret that you tried me, they always do,

But you came to me, not I to you.

You knew this would happen, many times you were told,

But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold.

You could have said no, and just walked away,

If you could live that day over, now what would you say?

I’ll be your master, you will be my slave,

I’ll even go with you, when you go to your grave.

Now that you have met me, what will you do?

Will you try me or not? It’s all up to you.

I can bring you more misery than words can tell,

Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell. By Desiree Adkins, 15.