Dear Cocaine...Till Death Did We Part

I'm young and inexperienced, but your old and experienced and our affair was love on first sight. We started out slow getting to know each other, but I have fallen in love with the center of your heart, the pink tint and exterior fluffy white features. Your literally breathtaking, but you make a lot of my friend's noses bleed. You own my body, heart and soul now so I sell pieces and chunks of your pink heart and fluffy white powder to thousands of people in exchange for their money and souls. Your so beautiful with a soft white blanket covering, snuggling closely to your pink heart.

I own all of you and you own all of me, but your vicious and It's always a battle of ownership between us as to who will own my soul and destroy me and everyone I know first, you or me?

Your nasty cousins are always lurking trying to steal more souls than you, but mine belongs to you. I bought all your cousins that go by many illusive titles, Acid, mescaline, Opioids, Meth, Mollies, and L.S.D. to help ya'll destroy as many souls as possible. I don't blame you nor me when I watch my friends or even acquaintances fill needles with your cousins be they dirty, new or clean into their veins, between their fingers and toes or wherever they can tie off and ram the needle.

Granted you make me the star at all the parties and at my job and people call me for catering with you as the main attraction. You even make me a star at many businesses and restaurants so you own server's, manager's, cook's, dishwasher's, and many other professional's souls in different occupations. I even quit my job for you to go on the road and deliver your soft, pink heart with the white blanket that surrounds your soul.

I work for you seven days a week including the nights and I rarely sleep and haven't for many years because I'm devoted and love you that much.

You went through three violent fourteen year marriages and was still with me after the fact.

You stick by me and are faithful and have for many years while I hitch-hike on the highways and many years while I live on the streets even during winters in knee deep snow. After every trauma, drama and near death experiences your still with me always patiently waiting.

I go to prisons, jails, stay on and pay for probation, stay on and pay for house arrest, pay fines and court cost for many years because of my love for you.

Your nasty cousins are always lurking wanting in on any action and always following needles.

A couple of my violent husbands even turned me in for loving you though they too loved you in your cooked form, but every time I get out of jail or prison I always choose you over them.

Five children were stolen by different people and through every horrifying event of my life your my shoulder to cry on, relief and a way out of misery.

Our love affair and relationship is strong and we will and have lasted longer than any human could offer. Because of our love affair many people's lives are being destroyed while you and I take their bill money, their money for their child's clothing and food, their survival money, and bargain for their souls to be faithful to us.

You and I rule the world and many people's lives because you made me into a drug dealer, but your always pissing me off by mixing with your cousins while luring more souls away from their intended destination in life and after.