The Drug Addicts Marriage Creed (She found him there on the floor, his lifeless hand covering the poem....) So now little man, youve grown tired of grass L. S. D., goofballs, cocaine and hash, And someone pretending to be a true friend Said, Ill introduce you to Miss Heroin. Well, honey, before you start fooling with me Just let me inform you of how it will be For I will seduce you and make you my slave. Ive 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 youll start inhaling me one afternoon; Youll take me into your arms very soon. And once I have entered deep down in your veins The craving will nearly drive you insane. Youll need lots of money (as you have been told) For, darling, Im much more expensive than gold. Youll swindle your mother; and just for a buck Youll turn into something vile and corrupt. Youll mug and youll steal for my narcotic charm And feel contentment when Im in your arm. The day when you realize the monster youve grown, Youll solemnly promise to leave me alone If you think that youve got the mystical knack, Then, sweetie, just try getting me off of 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 withdrawal pains Can only be saved by my little white grains. Theres no other way, and theres no need to look, For deep down inside, you will know you are hooked. You desperately run to the pusher and then Youll 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. Youll give me your morals, your conscience, your heart, And you will be mine until death do us part.
Posted on: Thu, 11 Dec 2014 19:57:20 +0000
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