Meth

Blowing through my brian as fast as I can snort it,
The love goes through me & makes my thoughts unsorted.
The meth is eating me up, & I welcome these lines.
It's making me someone else, someone more suited this time.
And as the ugly goes awa, I feel beautiful & ready.
I can take the world now, body shrinking, hands unsteady.
No one can tell I'm doing this, at least not my family,
They do not see the sores & sagging skin, looking past quite happily.
Drugs will never leave me, no- not even in the lows.
You may all desert & hurt me, but drugs never go.