JUST SAY NO               UNTITLED POEM

Hello Allen,
This is a great service to have, cause i really need a poem but i am challenged in the poem writing field, what i would like is a poem concerning drugs, about two girls who grew up together, did everything together and they started doing simple drugs together then got into heavier stuff, then went to rehab but one relapsed and died from drugs and the other one who introduced the girl who died to drugs, lives and has to live with it for the rest of her life!! ...........whewwwwww.....ok that's a pretty good description eh? If this is too much than thank you anyways and i understand.
 
Thanks a lot, Amy, 16 years old
 
Just Say No
 
I once knew a girl,
you was a friend of mine,
we grew up together,
we were doing just fine.
 
And then we answered questions,
just one of the choices that you make,
do you give in to drugs ?
and which ones do you take ?
 
Supply was never a problem,
my oldest brother done the deal,
it's hard to imagine, I know,
somehow just doesn't seem real.
 
But clocks only go one way,
there is no turning them back,
and once you start taking drugs,
it's a despair ridden track.
 
Now I've lost you my friend,
I'm so sorry you didn't pull through,
and all I've left is the guilt,
to keep reminding me of you.
 
I've also lost my brother,
he used the shit that he dealt,
can't imagine his dying thoughts,
can't imagine how he felt.
 
And now I'm clean and going straight,
looking forward through my tears,
battle weary and forever scarred,
far too old for my years.
 
So if you are out there,
and are thinking about the choice,
just scream a very loud NO,
I beg you, use your voice.
 
 
 
Amy kindly replied;
Dear Allen,
Thank you very much your poem was very touching, it definitely says what I am trying to say, the poem is so good I feel as if I owe you more, it is fine with me if you publish my story, but all I ask is that you use no last names, first names are fine with me, your web site is a great place and I will recommend it to my friends and family. Thank you very much again for the wonderful poem you have wrote me, I will treasure it always.
Thank you
sincerely
Amy
 
Amy also wrote, the pain of her suffering really shows...

hello Allen,
after reading your poem i remembered a poem i had made just after these trials in my life occurred and i would like to share it with you.

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You made lots of promises
But never fell through
you warned me of the evil
when all along the evil was you

You first gave me the joint
thought you were helping me out
you assumed i knew when to stop
but i didn't know what drugs were all about

I thought i was cool
living in my unexplained mind blank
i didn't know i looked so bad
my hair and clothes stank

Then it started to get boring
and i wanted more
it wasn't very long
till i was tripped out on the floor

Brother,
that mush that you gave me almost took my life
you didn't tell me two grams were enough
so i took five

Before long
i was no longer thrilled 
i needed something more
i needed my void to be filled

i remember that night
when you knocked on my door
i was taking chances
i'd never seen that white stuff before

I took the red straw 
and put it to my nose
it all started with that joint
now i was snorting blow

One day at school
the principal took me aside
he said he knew the truth
he told me not to lie

with a police man by his side
he said it was all so baffling
he couldn't believe that i 
was doing illegal trafficking

I came home one day
and saw my mom with tears in her eyes
and all at once i knew
my mentor, my brother had died

i then saw the lights
and pulled the sheet off his face
the cards that he had dealt
had now sealed his fate

screaming inside
i swore i would get help
dieing inside
you cannot imagine the pain i felt

but the clock still ticks
and life goes on
even at this point
i was in denial that i was wrong

but there was someone else
that i forgot to mention
my best friend in the world
she drew so much affection

in all these times
she was by my side
doing what i did
also dieing inside

when i took my first hoot
she took one too
we were killing ourselves together
neither cared, but we both knew

I had you when i lost my brother
you also had no one else
we would always have each other

I left you at home
'said we would meet at the mall
while i was getting ready
came that dreaded call

they said they had found you
they said you'd barely made it in the door
before your doped up body 
collapsed on the floor

WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME????????
THAT YOU WERE TAKING SPEED??????
i need you, need you here with me
but you had that damn addiction to feed!

The wind was howling
as i cried at your grave
i made you a promise 
a vow i solemnly made

I wasn't going to lose no more
I needed to gain
it was you who sent from heaven
the rain to wash away my sorrow and pain

i went to seek help
to work out my inner frustration
i now don't turn to dope
in a stressful situation

Although i am young
I'm even too young to drive
you can see the years
added up in my tired eyes

By Amy

well Allen, i hope you enjoy my poem...or should i say my story.

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