Addiction Poem

Poem On Trying To Stop Drug Addiction

I'm a teenager just trying to cope with the death of my little brother, addiction took over my life, my poems aren't the best but they are my true thoughts and feelings.

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I am a proud granny of 3 precious grand daughters that belong to my middle daughter named Rebecca and of 2 grandsons whose mother is my oldest daughter. I also have a daughter named Sarah, my...

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The Needle

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Published by Family Friend Poems April 2008 with permission of the Author.

why do I think putting this needle in my vein
is going to take away the pain
is avoiding my issues just going to make them go away
or are they still going to be there when my high is gone the next day
this upper is my downer but I'm already down
can I get any lower
I'm lower than the ground
why is getting back on my feet so hard
the pain to my body is nothing for I am emotionally scarred
why does it feel like when I'm sober I'm high
but when I'm high I feel sober
why can't this affliction just stop and be over
I ruined my teenage life to this point
I lied when I said nothing more was to come of that joint
weed was gateway drug for me
then came sherm, ex,and pcp
but the needle felt so right.
so did wrapping the belt around my arm so tight,
my high came fast and with out any pain,
but my once sunny days are nothing but rain,
but that's my fault and I messed up bad.
rehab couldn't stop me,
I wanted to get high,
but I do what every addict does,
I cheat steal and lie,
so now I'm out and free,
but this euphoric rush I crave has taken yet another member of my family,
now I sit around thinking to my self " DAMN"
I'm On the outs and I'm still feeling bad,
but my life is now in my hands so I should be glad...

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  • Trinity Bays by Trinity Bays
  • 10 years ago

My mom is currently in Jail for meth, I am 14 and this is hard for me. She is about to go to rehab. She has hurt my family so much. My parents got divorced when I was 12. I haven't had much of anyone in my life. My mom calls me everyday to tell me she loves me and how she is sorry. I can't wait to see if she comes back clean. She had also been addicted to marijuana. She was charged with so many things. I think she has 5 felonies against her. This is so sad..

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  • Sherry by Sherry
  • 8 years ago

I am a proud granny of 3 precious grand daughters that belong to my middle daughter named Rebecca and of 2 grandsons whose mother is my oldest daughter. I also have a daughter named Sarah, my youngest. Rebecca is a meth addict and Sarah is an addict also of meth and any pain pill!
I am also a recovering addict, pain pills! My grand daughters are 12, 10, and 9. Ten months ago my daughter walked out the front door and left 3 precious daughters, confused and brokenhearted. My sweet Sarah has been using meth for 7 years. She weighs 102 pounds and has lost all her teeth except 5!! I have been clean 12 years, 1 month and 4 days. As a granny I feel guilty for all they're going through. Their father is addicted to pain pills and it's like they have lost both parents. Meth is a demon drug! I don't know my daughters anymore. Only by Gods grace I am alive today. If you are using ANY drug please know there is hope, please don't give up. If you have someone on drugs, let them know they matter.

  • Brittany by Brittany, Lexington Ky
  • 10 years ago

The needle was my only way to forget that I was raped. It felt so good when I stuck it in my arm, I know it's not right to do it. I'm only happy when I'm high, Rehab didn't work because all I could think about is dealing with it the way I knew how and that was to just shoot up.

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  • Crystal by Crystal, Reno NV
  • 11 years ago

I am still in a group home but I feel for you. It is hard, good job.

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  • Robin by Robin, Ogden UT
  • 11 years ago

I'm 24 years old, I struggle with addiction... When I was 14 I found out I was pregnant, I wasn't ready to be a mom. My son was born 6 months after I turned 15, although I wasn't ready to grow up and be a mom I kept my son, I tried the best I could to be a good mom to him, but really I was only 15. When I was 17 my mom decided that she can take care of my son better than I could, which is true but at the time I didn't look at it like that, well when the judge told me he was stripping me of my parental rights I felt I had nothing anymore and that's when I turned to using Meth, eventually smoking it didn't do anything anymore so I started injecting it in my arm, it was all over from there, I was hooked from that moment on, still to this day I struggle with it, I try and stay sober but I always end up relapsing, my bipolar and depression kick in I get in the mind frame of " Not giving a crap" and I end up saying screw it and I get High... One day I will succeed at staying sober...

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