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The Toll Meth Takes:
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Chris Stocker
In Loving Memory of
Christopher Ross Stocker

Born 4/2/1973.
Died from meth 7/30/2005.

Meet Mr. and Mrs. Crystal Meth
I destroy homes I tear families apart.
I take your children and thats just a start.
Im more valued than diamonds, more precious than gold.
The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
If you need me, remember, Im easily found.
I live all around you, in school and in town.
I live with the rich, I live with the poor.
I live just down the street and maybe next door.
Im made in a lab, but not one like you think.
I can be made under the kitchen sink,
In your childs closet, and even out in the woods.
If this scares you to death, then it certainly should.
I have many names. But theres one youll know best.
I have many names. But theres one youll know best.
Im sure youve heard of me, my name is Crystal Meth.
My power is awesome, try me, youll see.
But if you do, you may never break free.
Just try me once and I might let you go.
But if you try me twice, then Ill own your soul.
When I possess you, youll steal and youll lie.
Youll do what you have to do, just to get high.
The crimes you commit for my narcotic charms,
Will be worth the pleasures you feel in my arms.
Youll lie to your mother; youll steal from your dad.
When you see their tears, you must feel sad.
Just forget your morals and how you were raised.
Ill be your conscience, Ill teach you my ways.
I take kids from their parents; I take parents from their kids.
I turn people from God, I separate friends.
Ill take everything from you, your looks and your pride.
Ill be with you always, right by your side.
Youll give up everything, your family, your home.
Your money, your true friend, then youll be alone.
Ill take and take till you have no more to give.
When I finish with you, youll be lucky to live.
If you try me, be warned, this is not a game.
If Im given the chance, Ill drive you insane.
Ill ravage your body; Ill control your mind.
Ill own you completely; your soul will be mine.
The nightmares Ill give you when youre lying in bed,
And the voices youll hear from inside your head.
The sweats, the shakes, and the visions from me.
I want you to know these things are gifts from me.
But then its too late, and youll know in your heart
That you are now mine and we shall not part.
Youll regret that you tried me (they always do).
But you came to me, not I to you.
You knew this would happen.
Many times youve been told.
But you challenged my power,
You chose to be bold.
You could have said no and then walked away.
If you could live that day over now, what would you say?
My power is awesome, as I told you before.
I can take your life and make it so dim and sore.
Ill be your master and youll be my slave.
Ill even go with you when you go to your grave.
Now that youve met me, what will you do?
Will you try me or not? Its all up to you.
I can show you more misery than words can tell.
Come take my hand, let me lead you to Hell.

Written by Alicia VanDavis

This poem was found in Alicia's drawer, just a few days after she died of a Meth overdose.

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