Addiction Poem

Inspirational Poem About Addiction

This poem was written when I went to treatment in 2002. I love drugs, I love to be high, "all the time". I would of sold your mothers soul to get what I needed. I was a good person, doing bad things. I did lose my family, and my heart breaks every day. But pray god, I will continue to find that sunshine. I finally learned the difference between needing recovery, and wanting it.

Sunshine After Rain

© Brenda Winders
One day when I was young I heard a knock at my door
It sounded familiar, like I had heard it before
I opened the door and to my surprise
There stood a young lady with blond hair and brown eyes

She said, I have the answers, are you ready to play?
So I grabbed my money and I said ok
There were the answers that I had always sought
Liquids, pills, and powders, and I bought and bought

Then one day, my friend suddenly changed
her face became ugly, calloused, and deranged
She grabbed my hand and we tore through the town
My loved ones and friends could only watch and frown

She kept whispering something I could only guess
It sounded like she was repeating "Yes, Yes, Yes"

How quickly from fun to very near death
How quickly from one beer, to smoking crystal meth
I thought of my family, oh what a mess
But all I heard was screaming "Yes, Yes, Yes"

I had to find help I was at my wits end
I had lost my child, my family and my friends

I said "God are you there, can you help me please?"
A sudden peace came over me and I fell to my knees
God answered the riddle that so long I did guess
Why my addiction kept screaming "Yes, Yes, Yes"

It's because I kept asking night after night
It's going to be different this time right?

I said, "God I'm not worth it I feel like a jerk."
He said, "Suit up and show up its time to go to work"

Now it's been eight months since I had my last drink
It's given me time to remember and think

So I am here to tell you in this little rhyme
Life keeps getting better "One day at a time''
So when you think you are going insane
There's always, ''Sunshine after the Rain."

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Published: Aug 2011

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  • I have no particular story!!! I like the message in this poem. At the age of eleven, or twelve, in the fifth or sixth grade, I promised The Lord, that I would not smoke cigarettes, drink liquor, nor do illegal drugs!!!! As a youngster, I used to read about the ill effects of the above on the body, and the behavior of the persons addicted. I learned to love me, for who, and what I was. That has sufficed, even to this day.

    Edgar Submitted Sep 2011
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  • This poem made me cry. I am in an Clinical Intensive OutPatient Treatment program (CIOP)

    Tracy Young, Las Vegas,NV Submitted Dec 2011
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  • I am truly touched by this. I am a recovering meth addict. I was just released from prison almost two months ago. I only used for eight months and now will be affected for the rest of my life. Meth is a murderous drug and it was amazing to see the expression through this poem. THANK YOU SO MUCH!

    Charllette Submitted Apr 2012
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  • I can relate to this story, my life for 30 years was controlled by a drug. Over time my addiction took everything from me. I was left homeless, broke and almost never walked again due to the abuse to my body. I thought my life was meant to be this way, that I didn't deserve anything better, God had other plans. Now thanks to God and the inner strength he gave me and still does, I'm hitting a year clean. Hey this hasn't been easy but its so worth it. Like the poem says "There is sunshine after the rain."

    Janice Submitted Sep 2012
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  • I have a son who is 26 years old. He is presently at re-hab for the 3rd time. I pray that when he comes out in 4 months time that he gives us peace. As a mother I have been through hell. To see your own responsible, loving son become a monster is the greatest pain one can endure. You can ask yourself a thousand times why can't he change for his children? But the devil called "drugs" takes over his empty life. He cries with regret when he is sober but a week of peace and back again to the hell hole. Drug lords become his parents, lovers, wife and brothers! How does God allow this for more than 8 years? Is this the end........as much as I hate the drugs I love "my old loving son" I just want him back. That's my prayer.

    Indranee, South Africa Submitted Sep 2012
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  • My friends daughter who is 24 is in jail again because of drugs. She lives in FL, I live in Ohio. I love her so much and my heart is breaking for her. I am writing to her and looked up poems for her to give her hope and inspiration. She is a talented writer herself! I saw this poem and knew it was the one. This poem has started me crying and I can't seem to stop. To me, she's still a little girl and I feel helpless to save her. No one plans to destroy their lives and I pray for everyone who is affected by addictions. The addict, family and friends who suffer with them. Thanks for a beautiful poem!

    Terri Lee Submitted 5/10/2013
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  • I love this! It shows you how hard it is to go through a addiction when I went through mine it was hard but like you said there's always sunshine after the rain. I love that quote it's very true, and not only true but helpful to the people who think they're stuck in their addiction I'm only 15 but I feel like I'm 40 with all that I have gone through. Very good job made me love my story of recovery. I'm very proud keep calm and carry on the your recovery!

    Ryleigh, New York Submitted 12/6/2013
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