The first time we met, I couldn't believe
The extent of the impact you would have on me
You made me see what was in my mind
Left me wanting more of you and your kind
In or out?
I don't know
My feelings are gone
I'm just hanging on
Why good God, did you let me see?
How good this shit really can be
My wants became needs
Now I have to proceed
Everybody tells me to quit right now
I look away 'cause I don't know how
You're the only thing left worth living for
You left my mind empty, you left my soul sore
Getting so little, wanting much more
Please anybody? Give an end to this war
The first two hits, except from the Wikipedia entries, are one pro-cannabis site called marijuana.com and The National Institute of Drug Abuse's official website.
SvaraRaderaMarijuana.com is a forum with links to shops where you can buy "legal" drugs. It is not at all critical to the use of marijuana or other drugs but it does not contain a lot of information and other texts either. Instead it links to other sites or allow you to write your own texts and opinions. So, mostly it's just a site with lots of links and ads and a forum for pro-marijuana people.
The NIDA-site on the other hand is very formal with a lot of basic and more advanced information that seems to be very found in very reliable sources. After all it is the government’s website so I guess it kind of has to be accurate and professional.
Writing a poem I was mostly aiming for words that sound good together and that form something meaningful. I was trying to make it sound like a real drug addict had written it and it might be prejudicious but I got the feeling that he/she wouldn’t use a very strict, formal or pretentious. Instead I was trying to make it seem more like colloquial speech.
What I focused on writing this poem was mainly the feeling that the reader would get. I wanted it to feel real. Of course, trying to make it rime didn’t make it any easier.