Addiction Poem about Family

Sister Addicted To Drugs Poem

She had a sister who was also her best friend. Now her sister is addicted to Heroin and she can do is pray that her sister will the battle against this powerful substance.

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My sister was everything to me, I too now have to live with the remains of her beauty thanks to that stupid drug

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© Angelita Alvarez

Published: Feb 2006

What Happened?

What happened is what I ask myself everyday.
What was she thinking knowing she'd be putting her life to waste.
This is my sister and I love her with all my heart,
But doing drugs has only kept us far apart.
I never thought she would end up this way,
It hurts me knowing I can't help her, so all I do is pray,
I pray for her to open her eyes before it's too late.
Dealing drugs and stealing became her hobby,
I guess she doesn't care if her kids end up without a mommy.
Why can't she be the way she was before?
Now that was my sister, the one that always loved me more.
She was my best friend, we were always together,
Nothing ever kept us apart because we promised we'd be sisters forever.
I guess forever finally came to an end.
She don't love me anymore now, Heroin became her new friend.
I cry every time something reminds me of my sister,
I feel anger and pain inside knowing I can't help her.
But I won't lose faith,
Every night I will pray,
Cause I know someday God will show her the way.
So now I put this poem to an end and wish only for the best,
I pray it's never my sister who will someday be laid to rest!


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  • by Jenna, Australia
  • 9/23/2014

My sister was everything to me, I too now have to live with the remains of her beauty thanks to that stupid drug


  • by Mahnoor
  • 5/3/2014

Heart touching


  • by Dumbarton
  • Aug 2013

Reading your poem made me sad because I know so much the toll drugs can take. My son was my best friend and I loved him more than words can say. Sadly my son was taken into Gods hands 3 years ago. It was the worst experience of my life and I will never get over it. My son was only 27 years old and was in rehab for 8 months when one night taking the drugs took his life. You have to have faith to help you through these terrible times. I prayed for my son to be kept safe and I did not want him to be taken. He was a good boy never, I never had any trouble with him. He was loved by everyone but ended up going down the wrong road. It is an illness and I hope your sister gets recovery. But no matter what, be there for her. You have to keep praying for your sister and keep your faith. God Bless.


  • by Jenna Huff
  • Jan 2011

I think this was a very good poem. We're writing poems in health about drugs and alcohol abuse and this has helped me by a lot. Thanks I enjoyed the poem.


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