Addiction Infliction Take me to the city, I want another fix. Oh no, you�ve got the bad batch Death has come too quick My friend, I thought you were off it? This habit, I thought you�d kicked! But it seems this addiction Has a vice~like grip. Never dealt with the reasons why You took the drug to begin with. So this nightmare continues on Like a really bad �B Grade� flick. Oh why were you not honest? Reach out, I was there. Didn�t you know I cared? Wanna help you, now it�s too late� All I can do now is wonder. Speculate on what drew you near. What problem was so big? Your reality had to become haze like. Time to die, say good-bye, Such a waste, so young, no fair! Your name is added to the statistics. No feelings, just another digit, On this ever growing list� Take me back To Tuesday morning. Driving to another fix, I would prefer they drove you Straight to my heart. Talk about what started it. Try to resolve it Without the white powder, Narcotic gain, deadly loss. But we can�t recapture time Take death back. We�re not ready! Instead, the steady flow Of mourners build up. In this tiny chapel, A small gathering of friends. Pay their last respects, For Peter�s end. As a family split up The measly belongings you left. Everything else sold to the pusher, Your riches now his. I�m filled with regret. This death, so unfair! I say good-bye� Can�t kiss your cheek, Can�t bear to look death in the eye. Leave a marijuana leaf on your body. Out smoking is how you want to leave. She must oblige, Since telling everyone why never eventuated. How not to let your death Be in vain? I don�t know how� Maybe, stop the secrets? Speak out Cause of death. No matter how uncomfortable It makes others feel. We must reveal! Show them heroin As the killer she really is. No party trick! This hit miss, She left you for dead! Alone on a park bench� Yesterday�s trash, no dignity! If your story I tell, Stops one kid From becoming a statistic, It�s worth our shame. For their gain� Dear Reader, Don�t call the dealer. � Elizabeth 11th February 1999 "This is an anti-drug poem for a friend who died from a heroin overdose. It�s a cry for us who are alive to be aware and stay away from the drug addiction trap. If this poem stops one person from trying it, staying on it, moving to get off the drug, then my mission, within this poem is complete. Just say no to drugs!"