Dear Heroin Dealer

I wonder.... 

If you knew the destruction of what you do.... 

Would you stop?

Would you turn your own life around knowing that you was saving lives of other people and also their families, instead of constantly taking them?

If you could follow all of the foil packs that you typically put your heroin in to and then give unto the people who are are addicted to it or who know of somebody who is.... Would you? 

If you could follow all of the packs of heroin that you exchange for cash and other items on their journey.... Would it make you feel any remorse at all?

If you could see the child in fear, when  he or she is hiding in their older siblings bedroom while their parents fight.... Would you stop giving or selling it to them?

If you could see the children hungry and having to go to school without a lunch making their own way there, because their parents had handed all of their cash over to you.... Would you then stop taking their cash?

If you could see the children who cry themselves to sleep at night, because their parents have split up and they no longer get to see their mom or dad that they were once so very close to anymore....
Would you?

If you could see the wife that cries because the man that she loves with all of her heart, has lost his way and she just cannot help him find his way back... Would you?

If you could see the father, the protector of his own family, the man that is strong, and the man that promised his daughter the day that she was born- That he would never let any harm come her way as long as he was still breathing... Would you?

If you could watch that strong, proud man cry uncontrollably, because his little princess that is now grown, has sold her beautiful body to a complete stranger for cash, just she could give it to you... Would you?

If you could see the young man that once had a great job that he was so proud of, but he is now lost because of all of the little corner baggies and foil packs that he has gotten from you... If you could see him selling every single thing that he owns that he has worked so hard to get or if you could see this young man break into a elderly womans' home while she sleep at night, to steal whatever that he possibly can just so that he can give it all to you.... If you could see the fear that the elderly lady lives with now.... Would you?

If you could see all of the depression....
If you could see all of the pain...
If you could see all of the heart ache...
If you could see all of the hopelessness...
If you could see all of the tears that the children cry due to their
parents heroin use and the problems that arise because of their usage...
If you could see all of the fear...
If you could see all of the peoples' lives that it destroys...

Dear Heroin Dealers ... Then would you stop ?

       Please just stop selling it.... 
                    Period.
              I am begging you......