The following poem was written by William Wilson, from his jail cell in 2003. His sister said that it has been printed in newspapers, and she is encouraged when she sees it cut out and tacked to message boards or on a wall somewhere. Maybe some young person will see this poem and its message.

“My Name is Crystal Meth”

If my “Glamorous” lifestyle seems appealing to you and you want to try me ‘cause there’s nothing better to do, let me give you some real good advice: your decision is foolish and you better think twice. I’m destroying your homes, I tear families apart. I’ll take your children and that’s just the start. I’m more valued than diamonds, more precious than gold. The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold. If you need me, remember, I’m easily found. I live all around- in schools and in town. I live with rich, I live with the poor, just down the road or maybe next door. I’m made in a lab, but not like you think. I can be made under your kitchen sink, in your child’s closet, or even in the woods. If this scares you to do, it certainly should. I have many names, but there’s one you know best. I’m certain you know me, my name is “Crystal Meth”. My power is awesome, just try me, you’ll see, but know if you do, you may never break free! If you try me once, I might let you go. If you try me twice, I’ve won your soul. When I seduce you, you’ll steal and lie. You’ll do whatever you have to, just to get high. You’ll lie to your mother, and steal from your dad. When you see their tears, you mustn’t feel sad. You’ll forget all your morals And how you were raised. I’ll be your conscience, I’ll teach you my ways. I’ll take everything from you- your good looks and your pride. I’ll be with you always, right by your side. I’ll take and take until you have no more to give. When I’m finished you’ll be lucky to live. If you try me, be warned, this is not a game! If you give me the chance, I’ll drive you insane. I’ll decay your body, I’ll control your mind. I’ll own you completely: your soul will be mine! The nightmares I’ll send you when you’re lying in bed, and the demon voices in your head…..you’ll be sweating and shaking and visions you’ll see. I want you to know these are gifts from me. You’ll regret that you tried me, they always do. But you came to me, not I to you. You knew this would happen, how many times were you told? But you challenged my power, you choose to behold. You could have said NO! and just walk away. If you could live that day over what would you say? My power is awesome like I told you before. You’ll think there’s a phantom behind every door. So go ahead and cuss me with every breath. Just make your choice, will it be life or meth? Now that you met me, what will you do? Will you try me or not? It’s all up to you. I can show you more misery than these words can tell. Come take my hand, and I’ll lead you straight to HELL!!!