The Master From Hell

I feel like I live in a dark and dreary cave because drugs are my master and I am It's slave. I use 

all my day trying to calm that crave or it won't let me behave because drugs are my master and

I am it's slave. It make work my fingers to the bone, my master is very hard on me and won't 

leave me alone, I have no will of my own. I need my master day and night because my master

want to keep me high as a kite and when I don't get my master I get uptight and I don;t feel

right. So I have to get my master as quick as I can, I am the slave and my master is the man.

 

I spend all my money cause nothing I can have or nothing I can save because drugs are my 

master and I am it's slave. When I first started it was a big thrill, now I know my master's out to 

kill, still, you do what your master tell you to do or your master will put a real hurt on you and

your master will make you very ill so obay your master even if you have to rob and steal. My 

master will make put myself on the line, my master will leave me in a real bind, my master will

take me very high and bring me very low, have me really confused, wondering which way to go

 

Because there's no good in my master and this it has let me know. It says I am your master I am

your friend you are a fish on my line and I am about to reel you in, and put your life to an end.

If you mess with me you will not come out well, I am the master that's straight from Hell I didn't 

come to joke, I didn't come to play, I am the Devil's brew and I come to slay, to put you in the 

grave and say there he lay.

 

For the ones who think there so smart, you get the same thing although you say I don't use I sell

I love the money it bring. But with that though there's one big flaw, what you don't know, is  I'm also

sticking hooks in your jaw. You see when you deal with me I become just like your wife and if you try

to leave me I'll take that lavish life. That keeps you tied to me and I'm doing everthing I can not to set

you free.

 

You are also my prisoner and my slave, plus I have much better for you than just the grave, because 

you know I am poison, yet you continue to sell, so there's a special place for you in Hell. It's such a 

terrible thing when you forfeit your soul because in Hell there's no porole. I love the ones who think they

got it going on but I am here to tell you,  that you are totlly wrong.

 

I have more ways to get you than you can comprehend because I was here before the world begain and have 

a million ways to make you sin. If it were up to me I would exterminate you all but it's God's call, He's in 

complete control and has a special plan to redeem man, but when He weed the garden only the righteous

will stand and the rest of you will be in my hand.

 

Now listen my sisters and brothers, there are two masters in this world and you will serve one or the other

You can serve the Master of The Light, who will make you excel or you can serve The Dark One who is the 

Master from Hell. There's a beautiful life that you do deserve, so which Master will you serve.

 

By MilMan

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrot this While whiching people get high and started to think back to the days when I was getting high. Then I started to think abot the Hell I went 

thriugh and this poem came into my mind. 

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