If you smoke crack
Without any slack,
You'll lose your shack.
Best advice turn back,
From smoking crack.
Too many lives are lost,
It's hell of a cost
The devil gives no pity
As crack can be awful shitty.
You'll lose the plot,
So don't do that shit, think and cherish of the love and loves you have got,
If you believe and feel you are a loner, (I was, still am but free)
And over crack have a boner,
Crouched over, piping like it's a four leaved clover,
Smoking shit until it's game over
Ain't the way
Get on bluelight and hear what the beautiful bluelight crew have to say!!
I was a prick
I sucked the glass dick
Or in polite terms penis
Then realised that it was the devil weaning us
And on with that shit,
It's satan's sperm that is the only hit
The bluelight crew love you,
(so do I )
your fucking skanky dealer doesn't because they don't give two fucks about you,!
As in as much as they don't give a fuck
Fuck them, they should be the ones out of luck,
Sorry about my language spew
Drugs are shit, prayers to you



END
from Ex-Cracker.




I'm crap trying poetry or rapping, but coming off the shit recently after too long, not as long as some, but more than enough time, I felt an urge to express some how, the truth about taking gear for some people, I turned to it for depression, uplift, to numb pain and interest of mind changes and congetive functions, but the fun interest and anasthetics of it wore off and it turned into shit, why I believed that it would not be case I don't know, proved I had the IQ of what we call in England a numpty which is a lower form of fool.
Hiya if there's any mods reading this, I don't want to sound attention seeking or selfish but can this post be pasted or added to a poetry forum page, just incase it will help someone who's having a shit time or it makes someone aware of the dangers and they don't get a problem, I'm not trying to preach, I'm just going with the ups and downs of coming off drugs, and trying to give warnings.
Peace be to you all
