Meth — Just Don’t Do It

Meth — Just Don’t do It!

Meth — just don’t do it,
Your mind will erode,
Flaming and bubbling,
Your skin will corrode.

A perfect obsession,
Once bitten na’er shy,
Demonic oppression—
Kiss your old life goodbye!

I want to be whorish,
It don’t bother me,
I’ll “hoe the fuck up”
For my new destiny!

A smoky grey future,
A chemical haze,
Dizzy but sated,
Meth dictates my days.

My pupils dilated,
My calm installed new,
Here in my reverie,
Smoky and blue.

I’m tumbling again,
And my bearings are shot,
Dealers berating me,
Destined to rot!

Crime in abundance;
I’ll house break again,
Securing my fix,
Don’t know where, don’t know when!

Friends shed like skin;
It’s the dealers I know,
I’m flotsam and jetsam,
In their overflow.

Whirlpool momentum,
Like Alice’s fate,
Solace I render,
By meth’s smoky gate.

Wonderland’s bitter!
The voices unkind!
Like Renfield in prison;
I’m losing my mind!

A noxious fixation,
A virus I choose!
Meth, just don’t do it,
Game over, you lose!

AD Lovkis, 21/08/25