War on Drugs

Early in life there’s a need
To prove how one will adapt
Pressure of close ones to do
The drugs and all kinds of crap

There’s no life with this abuse
Of your mind and soul
Persistent addiction to this stuff
Will leave your life in a hole

Life or death; it’s your choice
Your addiction grows each day
A mindless waste of vital matter
Your brain rots in decay

Luring victims for the use
Of you mind altering shit
Would they start if they knew
Coming down would be a bitch

The need for more is always there
Soon they’ll find need once again
The use of this daily now
And you are more than just a friend

Your brain is burned, your living toast
Your feel your life is at an end
Your cringe for more there’s nothing there
And now your soul will descend

Feeling lifeless due to drugs
Will make you feel like your worn
But not it’s up to you alone
Will you be addicted or reformed