My Name is Meth

I stand before you
as your enemy – not your friend.
It's my strongest desire
to drag you to your end.

Along the way I'll cause you
to lose everything you own.
I'll laugh out loud, rejoicingly
while you twist, writhe, and moan.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."
Why forgive me – my name is Meth.
Don't you think it's beautiful,
the way it rhymes so well with death.