Addiction Poem

I wrote this after I reached my first year of sobriety.

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To start this from beginning I would have to start now. This is something I have had a problem doing since denial was where we depart, from our simple and secure lives, we venture into the very …

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© Carrie Roush

Published: Mar 2008

The Voice Of Addiction

Well, it's nice to finally meet you.
I've been waiting for your call.
I've noticed you've been crying,
And, I've watched you pace the halls.

Whatever has been hurting you,
I can make it disappear.
You know you have nothing to lose,
Nothing to live for, nothing to fear.

Thank you, for your invention.
I'll be sure not to leave your side.
We'll become very fast acquainted.
My naive child, there's no use trying to hide.

I should probably introduce myself.
I am your very own addiction.
But, you can not be angry with me.
I am you own self-conviction.

I bet you feel rather stupid,
Falling right into my lap.
I'm a master at manipulation.
You'll never escape my trap.

How does it feel to dance with the Devil?
For he and I are one in the same.
God, has completely abandoned you,
So, you might as well stay in the game.

Are you honestly going to try and beat me?
A useless battle if you want to know.
Go ahead and make an attempt.
Besides, I'm in the mood for a good show.

I guess, you think your special.
But, your sobriety has only lasted a year.
I'm still around every corner,
In the back of your mind
I'm your greatest fear.

I'll always be your dirty little secret.
I won't disappear over time.
Twenty years from now you may falter,
And, I'll be the first thing that comes to mind.

A vicious cycle, that's what your thinking,
But, I'm only speaking the truth.
I'm Satin's weapon of mass destruction.
The silent killer of America's youth.

It's genius when you think of it.
Everyone's looking for some Armageddon war.
But, what the fools don't realize,
Is everyday Armageddon walks through their front door
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  • by Tyna Stemp, Puyallup Washington
  • 7/7/2014

To start this from beginning I would have to start now. This is something I have had a problem doing since denial was where we depart, from our simple and secure lives, we venture into the very place we will die. With choices to make and everyone telling us what is at stake. We still puff, sip, huff, and decide the high is the decision we have to now make. As much as we know this is no where to be in life we can't stop it's pain it's sharper than any knife. We struggle everyday whether we want to or not, just to take away the pain we long since forgot.

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  • by Natasha, Kansas City MO
  • 1/9/2014

I'm a recovering everything my son died at 7 months. I wanted anything to alter my reality. Thank you so much for this poem.

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  • by Cindy Reed, Washington State
  • 12/19/2013

Hello everyone! This poem truly spoke to me. Although addiction is something new to me, I feel that this poem was a glimpse into the harsh reality of my future. Having an addiction is like being in love with the "bad boy". You know you shouldn't be investing all of your time with him, but you can't help it, your obsessed. Each time you swear it's the last time.

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  • by Jeff Poorman, Cypress CA
  • Nov 2012

Hi, My name is Jeff, I have 90 days clean today. I just completed Cooper Fellowship in Santa Ana. I am now moving to a sober living house. I thought I was just gonna do my 90 days then go back to getting High BUT that place really taught me something.. I'm on Step 8 right now and it's a hard one but that's okay today. I can make it through it. Thank You & God Bless

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  • by Tara Ong, Mass.
  • Jun 2012

I really love this poem, the best time to sit down and write a poem is when your emotions are overflowing and you've got so much on your mind. I just made the 4 year mark on my journey and I have to agree my addiction still sits right there next to me. But knowing there are people out that feel just like I do, makes it that much easier to feel like I don't have to go through this alone! Thank you for sharing.

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  • by Kelsie, Kansas City MO
  • Sep 2011

My name is Kelsie, and I'm a teenager in Kansas City, Missouri. I loved this poem and hope to use it in a forensics tournament. I think addicts are more often brushed under the table rather than actually helped like they should be. I don't see why people are so mean to anyone who has ever had an addiction... I just see it as someone who lost their way or just didn't want to deal with pain. I've had my issues with addiction, also.. But I've been clean for three years now! Thank you for such an inspiring poem!

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  • by Dallas Tx
  • Mar 2011

this is so touching! I did meth for a little over a year and I was constantly on it and never slept! I felt like I had no way out!
I'm sober now I just quit cold turkey and it was really difficult but its been 4 years and I'm doing great!!

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  • by Las Vegas
  • Feb 2011

My mother started me on speed at age ten, I will be fifty next month and I am a meth and a needle junkie. I work and keep a full time job. I don't steal. I am still addict and trying to find sobriety. A lost soul

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  • by Kathleen Mccleskey, Cocoa Beach ,Florida
  • Jan 2011

Hi my name is Kathleen, I am 23 years old and am a recovering heroin, oxy, methadone addict. I have 19 months clean and am truly a miracle to have another chance at life!
When I read this poem I felt as if my life struggle with addiction was put into words right in front of my eyes! I as well write poetry about addiction for me it is therapy, I can write better than I talk, When I speak I tend to think way too much about what I am going to say...Anyways for 9 years I shot up oxys and heroin my life was a perfect of hell, I struggled for years trying to get sober when in reality I hadn't had enough. Only 19 months and 4 days ago had I gotten on my knees and told God I was ready and willing...Addiction is brutal, it is bone crushing, soul taking, it took EVERYTHING from me! I never thought in a million years that I had a way out, Now I know I do through GODS will, My 12 step program, fellowshipping, Willingness, open-mindedness, honesty ,helping others, and the desire to stop using. Today I live just for today

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  • by Andrea , TN
  • Nov 2010

I really like this one because I am a recovering herion addict, and I can relate to everything in this poem. I have been clean for eight years now, with the help of a methadone maintenance program.

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  • by Jessica
  • Jul 2010

Wow, I really loved this; I don't have much of addictions; I was addicted to pain pills, smoked pot, and tried cocaine. I didn't want to become worse of a person so I stopped. I still enjoy painkillers; but that's cause I'm usually in physical pain. I don't abuse it anymore like I use too. but this was amazing,!

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  • by Gloria, Cincinnati
  • May 2010

This is so inspiring! I have been sober for a couple months and your writing is helping me stay this way.

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  • by Ashley Burke
  • May 2009

I loved the poem. I've been sober for 4 months now and I now know it will always be with me. This poem touched me and only another person that has had an addiction would understand. Its nice to know that others are going through the same thing as I!

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  • by reann milanowski
  • Mar 2009

this poem was probably the best addiction peom ever i really loved it and it speaks the truth

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