I Hate You, Crystal Meth

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Hate’s a strong word,
But for you it’s reserved.
I hate what you’ve taken from me,
My parents, my childhood and my glee.
Now all but a simply a distant memory.
The destruction you’ve caused,
Without even touching my lips,
Is so great, it’s not fair.
You’ve taken everything and left me in despair.
I live in constant fear, that you’ll take him too,
I just don’t know what else I can do.
Your grip is so strong, but he’s the love of my life,
Will it be you or I who becomes his wife?
I hate you, I do.
More than words can express,
For all the damage you’ve caused,
To those I know best.
I absolutely hate you, Crystal Meth.
Clearly you only have to nominate ‘time travel’ as the subject of a writing competition to get people thinking.
Time, for me, was at first just “the clock on the wall” at high school. When is lunch? When will this test finish? And when is home time?
Have you ever found yourself at the bottom of a well?
The decay of an atom indicates that time itself has passed, it is the origin of our concept of time.