In hope of Meth Addiction

    Poems to the loved and f***ed off that while behind bars we can see that all though we laugh and have many fond memories of the spraker in all of us.

          Reality sometimes sets in leaving us with nothing but a paper and a pencil that can hardly fit in our hands, writing poems and songs that can only touch the broken hearted and the few searching for some kind of freedom, or maybe just a little moment to laugh when times seem to be at it's worst.

                  It's been an adventure that only one can understand if you have walked in the shoes of the spraker, I love you all and hope and pray that we find that moment of truth before its to late and we truly have nothing

                  I see no joy in watching family friends, loved ones, belongings, teeth, Hair, Nails, and so much more be lost and never found. Sometimes down to losing a life. "It's crazy how we change and how we make exceptions to every rule and everything that we may do to make dope life our life!"

Writen while behind bars,
2006 
Frantic