Speed daemon

The call you crank , meth, crystal & speed.
I call you a jail from which I will never
be freed.

When I first met you at 16 I was in love.
You tugged at my soul, but I flew like a dove.

Never knowing which way to go.
Dancing with the wind each time  it would blow.

I remember that day in march 98 .
I told you I quit and I had A hot date.

They say once you have your hook in me.
You may be a man but you will never break free.

 Then in the summer of two  aught
twelve .

You were so clear so perfect .
atoms all lined up ready to infect.

I got lonely again and needed a friend.
You showed up just in time, to lead me to the end.

I tried you again, but this time you see I put you where you always new you'd be.

U 100s as far as the eye could see.
Your in my heart , my mind , can i break free.

The speed daemon again,  I called you a friend .
All you ever do is lead  me to my end.