Tracking the Dragon: Meth's Hold on Reality
The white powder whispers promises of euphoria, a fleeting escape from the/your/its crushing reality. It hooks/grabs/seizes you in its icy grip/hold/claws, stealing/leaching/siphoning your life force with every hit/line/toot. You chase/seek/hunt the dragon, but it's a vicious/ruthless/deadly beast that devours/consumes/wrecks everything in its path