Where my love do vines run deep?
They pierce your skin and make you sleep
Near the water’s edge, she calls your name
An illusion my love a horrible game.
A tidal wave’s crash roar of thunder,
Sands of time pulling you forever under.
Oh, my heart never listen to her whispered breath,
Her evil intent will bring an agonizing death.
Oh, what a wicked smell a nose she burns,
More and more your body will yearn.
Tantalizing feel, but only for a while,
Soon you lose your heart, your smile.
Do not give in. Oh, love release her hold,
Do not let her conspire to take your soul.
Let a raging fire consume her temptation,
She is a powerful drug get rid of your fascination.
Too late. He lost his will the battle she achieved,
Left alone now deserted. He no longer believed.
Drugs take their toll he found this too late,
He never listened, he did not hesitate.
Lifeless eyes stared, unseeing, unfeeling,
They crowded around him, rescuers kneeling.
No pulse. No life, not a flicker did they find,
His darkened soul left his body far behind.
She lay on the ground rain seeping through the bag,
It did not matter she was like a deadly plague.
Someone would find her, dry her give her a home,
Cause madam drug would never be alone.
© Cynthia Clark
Jane Clark Kelly thank you for your comment
G. Donald Cribbs, thank you so much. i have seen many losing everything because of drugs. Thank you for the work you do. I hope you have many success stories to tell.
Justice Obri it was inspired by seeing so many people fallen under the spell of drugs.
Wow. this is spot on accurate. I work as a D&A counselor, so I live this truth daily. Well written.
Your imagery is wonderful.. totally describes what using drugs can do to someone..
I am lost in the woods, i don't really understand this piece. What inspired it?