Battling the monster
One night a monster came when I was fast asleep He crept quietly into my house, he didn’t make a peep He slipped down the hallway and softly climbed the stairs Where you were waiting for him, totally unaware. He crawled inside your heart and mind He crawled inside your soul The monster crawled all over you until He had control. I lost my child; I lost my son, the one I loved so much For he had not chosen me, he chose the monster’s touch The monster made him feel so good, took away life’s stress But the monster made him do things that weren’t really the best. The monster made him lie and steal, the monster made him weak The monster took his morals, my son he couldn’t speak For lies spewed from his mouth, when the monster needed to be fed He would steal from his own family and friends, he did what the monster said. Then one day the monster called my name and said your child is mine My name is Oxycontin, and you didn’t even see the signs I fought the monster head on, for the monster he can’t win I drove the monster from my child’s body, the battle will begin. The monster is so very strong, the monster he has friends The monster doesn’t like to lose, so he creeps back again But he just can’t make it, the medicine is too strong So the monster calls a friend of his, so you won’t feel all alone. The friend’s name is gambling, and he will take the monsters place He will crawl into your mind and fill the empty place. He will take all you have, your pride, your dignity These monsters will always be there, not wanting you to be free. The monsters they have worn me down, I fight the battle everyday They rob my sleep, I cannot eat when you are gone away I shout and cry ‘give me back my son, the child I love so dear’ I want him back the way he was, before you took control I want his mind, his heart and I want his very soul. The monsters are not in the closet, they don’t hide under the bed The monsters come in the forms of pills, and take over your child’s head There’s OxyContin, Percocet, Ritalin and Special K That’s only a few of the monsters friends that are on the streets today. I wish I had seen the monster, before he took control I might have been able to fight him, before he destroyed your soul.