A Letter To A Drug Dealer.
As you read this letter
I want you to know the devastation
That you have caused to families.
Perhaps you're beyond caring.
All you see is the money you have made,
Or perhaps you don't have a
Conscience at all.
I'm writing this letter to let you know
The misery you inflict to millions of innocent people,
People you don't know,
The unheard cry of agony.
Ordinary families trying to get by
And do the best for their children,
Sons or daughters that you don't care about,
Lives destroyed at your hands.
Kids that you deliberately set out to get hooked on drugs.
When you're a parent and have children,
You want the best for them.
You want them to grow up to be happy,
Independent, and make their way in the world,
To be honest and hard working.
What you can't protect them from is the outside world,
Monsters like you,
Who roam free to destroy lives.
You look on helplessly as you watch
The child you brought into the world
Change in front of your eyes,
And all you see is death looking back at you,
And there's nothing you can do.
As you see their personalities change
From a bright, caring and loving person,
A person who has a future
Into something that you just don't recognize anymore.
The family is destroyed because a Monster like you
Has gotten another young person hooked on the filth
That you make a profit from.
You silently scream inside as you watch
The child you reared doing things
That you never dreamed possible
In order to pay a Maggot like you so they can sleep.
As families of addicts that you made watch helplessly
As the cycle begins all over again the following day
And you are dragged into a world you didn't know existed
And you pray to God every day
That possibly you will see some change
In your son or daughter's life,
But it never happens because a Maggot like you
Has drawn them in a world of evil.
You learn to live in fear
As you watch the child that you brought into the world
Jump as the phone rings and you know that he owes money,
And the cycle of evil continues.
There's nothing you can do.
You're a Monster, and there are many more of you out there,
And you may feel that nothing can touch you,
But trust me, your time will come
Where justice will prevail.
If it's not in this world, it will definitely be in the next,
And there will be no rock for an animal like you to hide.
What comes around goes around,
And for every bit of misery that you have caused
To innocent and vulnerable kids out there,
It will fall back on you a million times over.
I hope when your time comes to leave this earth
That God will forgive you.
I, on the other hand, will never!!!
Mother of one of the addicts you made.
My name is Dylan, and I am 17 years old. I started selling drugs when I was twelve because my mom and dad where dope fiends. I had to take care of my sister who can't walk. I had to feed her,...
Letter To Drug Dealer From Mother Of Young Addict
Published: January 2014
A Letter To A Drug Dealer.