Arrogance and elegance Tucked into one small frame Eyes flicker to the window Gaunt face estranged from reality Distortions and hallucinations greet A meth troubled mind He paces The cocaine still in his system The paranoia is still with him Bloodshot eyes have stolen a nights sleep from a pacing skeleton He’s convinced the place is overrun with police When no one’s there Sobriety is a luxury/ impossibility Swears every second sentence grace his entrance We are the well intentioned Yet we enable No one on this earth can keep him stable.