"Break the Glass"

Quick sand, quick glass, falling fast
drowning down the hourglass.
Crafting crystal cutting bright eyes
Blinding, bleeding lips drip to the beat of screaming hearts and grinding teeth
Hide the lies deep under covers, Where above:
Lovely crystal clear tears harden and seek the other side of the cheek.
Peek-a-boo, shadows over shoulders see you,
The demons of greed dress all over you with cold sweats and hot flashes
crumbling to fragments of ashes, all good memories erased forever,
Dancing with the moon atop black clouds
Your feet get stuck in the cracks and grooves, but your arms still move to the rythm -
Adaptation to falling deeper, the taste burns with no concerns.
Lie, Cheat, and steal, and things get worse;
Dreams die, Friends leave, personal drives dry, mothers cry, friends bleed
There you are,
On the corner with nothing to eat
When you were a little boy, you always wondered why people pulled trash cans with empty cans,
Living on the street.
The wonder has vanished.

I have lost 2 very good friends to Meth. No, they are not dead, but they might as well be.