Thinking About Trying Heroin..read This

SO NOW LITTLE MAN, YOU'VE GROWN TIRED OF GRASS
LSD, EXTACY, COCAINE AND HASH.
AND SOMEONE PRETENDING TO BE A TRUE FRIEND.....
SAID "I'LL INTRODUCE YOU TO MISS HEROIN".
WELL HONEY BEFORE YOU START MESSING WITH ME
JUST LET ME INFORM YOU OF HOW IT WILL BE
FOR I WILL SEDUCE YOU AND MAKE YOU MY SLAVE.
I'VE SENT MEN MUCH STRONGER THAN YOU TO THEIR GRAVES.
YOU THINK YOU COULD NEVER BECOME A DISGRACE
AND END UP ADDICTED TO POPPY SEED WASTE.
SO YOU'LL START INHALING ME ONE AFTERNOON,
YOU'LL TAKE ME INTO YOUR ARM VERY SOON.
AND ONCE I HAVE ENTERED DEEP DOWN IN YOUR VEINS
THE CRAVING WILL NEARLY DRIVE YOU INSANE.
YOU'LL NEED LOTS OF MONEY (AS YOU HAVE BEEN TOLD)
FOR DARLING, I'M MUCH MORE EXPENSIVE THAN GOLD.
YOU'LL SWINDLE YOUR MOTHER, AND JUST FOR A BUCK
YOU'LL TURN INTO SOMETHING VILE AND CORRUPT.
YOU'LL MUG AND YOU'LL STEAL FOR MY NARCOTIC CHARM
AND THEN FEEL CONTENTMENT WHEN I'M BACK IN YOUR ARM.
THE DAY WHEN YOU REALIZE THE MONSTER YOU'VE GROWN,
YOU'LL SOLEMNLY PROMISE TO LEAVE ME ALONE
IF YOU THINK YOU'VE GOT THE MYSTICAL KNACK,
THEN SWEETIE, JUST TRY GETTING ME OFF YOUR BACK.
THE VOMIT, THE CRAMPS, YOUR GUT TIED IN KNOTS,
THE JANGLING NERVES SCREAMING FOR JUST ONE MORE SHOT.
THE CHILLS AND COLD SWEAT, THE WITHDRAWL PAINS
CAN ONLY BE SAVED BY MY LITTLE WHITE GRAINS.
THERE'S NO OTHER WAY, AND THERE'S NO NEED TO LOOK,
FOR DEEP DOWN INSIDE, YOU WILL KNOW YOU ARE HOOKED.
YOU DESPERATELY RUN TO THE PUSHER AND THEN...
YOU'LL WELCOME ME BACK TO YOUR ARM ONCE AGAIN.
AND WHEN YOU RETURN (JUST AS I FORETOLD)
I KNOW YOU WILL GIVE ME YOUR BODY AND SOUL.
YOU'LL GIVE ME YOUR MORALS, YOUR CONSCIENCE, YOUR HEART,
AND YOU WILL BE MINE....UNTIL DEATH DO US PART.

TO THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE EXPERIENCE WITH HEROIN, I BET THIS HITS ALITTLE TOO CLOSE TO HOME. IT DID FOR ME.
TO THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVEN'T DONE IT, BUT ARE THINKING ABOUT IT....READ THIS POEM AGAIN AND KEEP IN MIND, THAT IT'S ALL TRUE.
PLEASE DON'T DO IT TO YOURSELF AND THE PEOPLE WHO LOVE YOU.
I CAN UNDERSTAND ABOUT WANTING TO EXPERIMENT WITH DRUGS, WE HAVE ALL BEEN THERE, BUT THIS IS A POWERFUL, POWERFUL DRUG AND IT'LL GET YA QUICK. IF THIS POEM STOPS JUST ONE PERSON FROM GOING DOWN THAT DARK ROAD, THEN I'M GLAD I POSTED IT.
GOD BLESS.

 

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This isn't fun n games kiddos......nor are several other drugs.

Which ones?
Look around...

 

true, true...

 

truth hurts.. shit will eat u alive.. man that poem put shivers down my spine, thinking bout my friends and my own problems w/ opiates, the people that lost it all just to feel good for a few hours. dont fuck w/ smack cuz it will fuck you harder. Love to all u junkies out there

 

that shit fucks with u. you know if you become an addict, that shit will fuck up your life. dont try that shit.

 

good message shame the poem is so badly rit

 

rit? Do you mean "written" or "wrote" ? What do you mean by that? Was it hard for you to understand? I'm not being sarcastic...I just don't understand what was badly "rit" ???

 

Thanks Dopesick-kid. I Don't Know Why People Feel The Need To Just Come Into A Post And Make Stupid Comments. I'm Just Trying To Put A Message Out There That May Save Someone From Making The Same Mistakes We Have, And Then Some Idiot Has To Go And Make A Stupid Remark Like That. They Should Create A Forum For Idiots Who Need To Vent!

 

It's a good thing you are informing people about the potential dangers of heroin. Honestly, it has made me think.

 

That's a really good poem, thanks for posting. I agree its very well written.

 

You Are All Very Welcome. I'm Glad My Poem Made A Difference, That's Why I Posted It. I Know How Heroin Can Turn You Into Somebody You Don't Even Know, And As Bad As It Hurts You, It Hurts The Ones You Love Even More. I Haven't Used Heroin For 1 Year And 3 Months, But I Am Still Cleaning Up The Messes I Made While Useing. I Hurt People I Love Very Much And I Lost Their Trust, And Respect And That's A Hard Thing To Get Back. Heroin Is Scary And Destructive. I Still Can't Believe Some Of The Things I Did While Using And Just To Use More. I Never Prostituted Myself, But I Lied And I Stole. I Stole Special, Personal Things That Belonged To My Famiy That Can Never Be Replaced. I Just Can't Forgive Myself For The Things I Did Then, And I Think About It Everyday. I Guess It's Important For Those Who Are Thinking Of Trying Heroin To Know, That You Have To Live With Yourself And The Things You Do. Reality Sucks, But I Know Eventually Things Will Get Better. Thanks For Listening And Take Care!!

 

im sure the poem was written more for the message and not for the structure of it. either way it was a great poem and i hope some people read it and think about the consequences that it can have.

 

it's pretty easy to get by fine without drugs. Once your bores with acid, bud, and the basics, it doesn't mean you need more drugs...it means you need a break. life is not all about being intoxicated. Maybe if you can;t deal with abstinance, try something powerful like DMT, not heroin.

 

sorry, disregard this post. I didn;t clearly understand the message of the thread. :&

 

good message. the caps hurt my eyes.

 

it sure does .....wish i had a pile of the evill shit

 

wow, that's deep. i don't think i've ever read anything like that before.

 

Gilligan - until you go over a certain threshold. EVERY addict thinks this.

People try it, stop, not hooked. Do a little more, panic, stop. Don't get hooked. Say "heh, I must be the ONE person who doesn't get hooked" then they go beyond a certain point and it is one of no return.

 

wow... what a moving poem.

thanks for posting that, its really made me think. ive never wanted to try heroin at all, and that poem confirms it!

did you write that poem? have you done heroin? im not trying to be nosy, im just interested in what you have to say.

thanks again for posting, it really hit me.

 

No, I did not write the poem. The writer is anonymous. The poem was shown to me when I was in rehab last year for heroin. So, yes I have done it. It was only for about 6 months, but it ruined everything good in my life. I have done other drugs in my life (I'm 34) and I never got addicted. I always said I don't have an "addictive" personality. I thought I could handle doing drugs sometimes and not get addicted. But I did get addicted to heroin. Really addicted. I lost my job, my car, friends, family, etc, and I didn't care. All I cared about, (then) was getting more heroin to make me feel better. It was so messed up. I was totally out of control. It was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life, to get off of the shit. It sucked!!!!! So I know from experience, my own experience anyway, that every word of that poem is the truth. It was for me. Maybe there are some people who can do dope and not get strung out, but I haven't met any of them yet and I have spent alot of the last 2 years sitting in N/A meetings!! So, I hope posting the poem helped some people from making that same mistake and going through the hell of heroin withdrawl and the whole lifestyle. It's not pretty! Take care, Susan