It is with regret I have to say,
I am one of those who fell by the way.
How young and gullible I have been,
To start taking drugs at age sixteen.
At a school dance, we stole away,
To receive a high. We didn't have to pay.
Our supplier friend knew what he was about.
We'd soon by paying. Of that he had no doubt.
There were three of us, each one daring the other.
Out in the garden, using darkness for a cover.
Acting big and taking a snort of crack cocaine.
Dangerous we knew, we would'nt do it again.
We didn't reckon how the experience of a high
Would bring all three of us back for another try.
It didn't take long for the drug to take its hold.
Then we had to pay. The dealer wanted his gold.
To support our desires we turned to crime.
Robberies and purse snatching anything for a dime.
Greater and greater the craving for more became.
My two friends became members of the dealers game.
To them I owe my life and my sanity.
They died in a gun fight over territory.
This shocked my enough to make me desire,
Treatment necessary to get me out of the mire.
The only advice I am capable of giving.
Now that I am back amongst the living.
Anyone with drugs, a friend can never be.
So sasy NO! and NO! and NO! and be free.
Kenneth Crew