Addiction Poem about Family

You are not God's gift to recovery, recovery is God's gift to you

Goodbye Mister Cocaine

"Now who's that knocking on my brain?
I hope it's not you, Mister Cocaine.
Because Mr. Cocaine, you and I are thru,
And so is the fake fun that I had with you.

Now Mr. Cocaine, how could you dare,
Even have the nerve to come around here?
Because of you I lost my wife and kids,
And I'll never forgive you for what you did.

For you made me lie, cheat, swindle and steal,
And you convinced me it was no big deal.
To lie to my sister and rip off my brother,
And even steal from my own sweet mother.

You brought me to places that I didn't want to be,
You made me see things I didn't want to see.
You made me do things that I didn't want to do,
Like leaving my kids just to hang out with you.

You promised you'd be there but you left me alone,
You didn't even answer when I called on the phone.
You promised me riches but you then left me poor,
And these are the reasons I don't want you no more.

So goodbye Mr. Cocaine and goodbye pain,
Goodbye to the days of acting insane.
Goodbye to the nights that we spent together,
Goodbye Mr. Cocaine and goodbye forever.

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Published: Dec 2008

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