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21. My Fight With Meth
- By Amber Jones
- Published: May 2011
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I wanted to give up so badly today and let my addiction win,
but my heart is too strong to let my body give in.
I've been down that road too many times before,
a life and a struggle, that I don't want anymore.

I wanted to give up so badly today and let my addiction win,
but my heart is too strong to let my body give in.
I've been down that road too many times before,
a life and a struggle, that I don't want anymore.
I will keep fighting, and I will move on,
until all the side effects of my addiction are gone.
Taking a lifetime to recover from this,
but all the pain and suffering I do not miss.
I'll never forget the person I left in my past,
so beaten and broken, from living life too fast.
The pain and the memories, I swore I'd never let go,
the tears and the heart break I finally let show.
I had to face myself, to learn who I was inside,
running for so long, I knew I could no longer hide.
I wanted out, I wanted to break free of this,
but I have to admit the pills and the dope I still miss.
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22. Time To Let Go
- By Randi R. Brekhus
- Published: February 2006
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Today I sat and tried my best to think.
If it could end your life why would you drink?
I wish I knew how to change your mind.
Life is too precious to leave it all behind.

Today I sat and tried my best to think.
If it could end your life why would you drink?
I wish I knew how to change your mind.
Life is too precious to leave it all behind.
How can you just turn around and walk away.
When we need a dad here for us today.
Is that what you want the easy way out?
To leave this world without any doubt.
So stop a minute and take a deep breath.
Drinking like this could lead to your death.
Think of everything you have before you choose.
If you don't stop drinking that is what you will lose.
After all these years there is one thing I now know.
If I love you this much it time to let go.
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23. Goodbye
- By Nathan Chance
- Published: September 2009
Fighting Against Addiction

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The time has come to say goodbye
Don't be sad, and please don't cry
The times we shared were full of fun
When I needed someone you were the one

The time has come to say goodbye
Don't be sad, and please don't cry
The times we shared were full of fun
When I needed someone you were the one
Hand in hand, you always were there
Easing my pain, I really thought you cared
Then you started to take over my life
It felt so natural I didn't think twice
I lost control and let things get outta hand
The madness stops here, please understand
My journey ahead is bound to be long
God, help me do this, please make me strong
I have to do this, here's my reason why
If our love affair continues, I'm going to die
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24. Recovering
- By Selena Odom
- Published: November 2018
Recovering From An Addiction

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I'm all alone and feel I'm smothering.
It's because of the addiction I've been covering.
Why does the chaos never cease?
All I need is just a little peace!

I'm all alone and feel I'm smothering.
It's because of the addiction I've been covering.
Why does the chaos never cease?
All I need is just a little peace!
I feel so beaten down and weak-
Yet all day long it's drugs I seek.

Today I'll try a brand new scene.
It's to my Heavenly Father I'll lean.
I prayed so hard with all my heart.
I heard Him say, "You'll have a fresh start."
For now I'm held in His hand.
Life is a lot easier to understand.
I'm not alone and no longer smothering.
I'm just an addict truly recovering.
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25. The Needle
- By Trey
- Published: April 2008
Poem On Trying To Stop Drug Addiction

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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

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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26. The Truth About Drugs
- By Kristy
- Published: March 2010
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I pray for the one who uses for the first time today...They wont want to leave, they'll want more so they'll stay...

They will do it for fun at first, or maybe even the high...They will like when they're using, they're far from being shy...

I pray for the one who uses for the first time today...They wont want to leave, they'll want more so they'll stay...

They will do it for fun at first, or maybe even the high...They will like when they're using, they're far from being shy...

It will start with excuses to their family, maybe even a friend...Then there isn't a rule that they won't bend...

And that's when it starts, the road to disaster...Being a liar and thief is what they will master...

It will start with denial, they'll say "I'll be fine"...But at this point it's only a matter of time...

They will lose their kids, their car, even their home if they had one...This drug brings you down, there won't be anymore fun...

They'll be out for days, weeks, or months on a binge...Getting their high from a dirty syringe...

They'll be lying and stealing, having no conscious or thinking...They are stuck in quicksand and slowly sinking...

They will try to pull up but there in too deep to pull out...There body needs it to function, that without a doubt...

They are sick with no money, no dope to get cured with...They thought the stories they heard were all just a big myth...

Now they do believe as they stand with no hope...That this is the life you'll live, if you pick up that dope...

Jails, Institutions, and Death, it's that blunt...So play with the devil if that's what you want...
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27. Letter To Meth
- By Amanda Logsdon
- Published: February 2018
Impact Of Drug Addiction On Loved Ones

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You don't know me,
and I promise you never will.
You've taken over my best friend.
His soul you're out to steal.

You don't know me,
and I promise you never will.
You've taken over my best friend.
His soul you're out to steal.

I tried to keep him away from you.
I gave him all my love.
I prayed that I could save him
with help from up above.

Since the day he met you,
he hasn't been the same.
He's confused and without reason.
He's caught up in your game.

You push and pull on his veins,
moving in and out.
You are the nightmare in the needle
he just can't live without.

You lie to him, and he believes you.
He thinks you're harmless and fun.
When he wraps you in his track marked arms,
he's playing with a loaded gun.

I don't know if my love can save him.
You've got a hold so tight,
but I've been through this all before,
and I never leave without a fight.

I believe in a mighty God, I do,
and he will win in the end.
I believe his love and mercy
will one day save my friend.

If he can learn to love himself
and extract you from his mind,
we could move on with our lives
and leave you far behind.

If I had my way right now,
you wouldn't even exist!
Go back to hell where you belong.
I bet you won't be missed.

I hate the pain you've caused my family!
I hate the way you make him feel.
You blind his eyes from the truth.
He's unable to see what's real.

You don't know me, demon.
You'll never know my name.
You don't deserve a second thought.
I'll never play your evil game.

But I know you all too well.
I know exactly who you are.
We've already been to hell and back
with you; it's not that far.

But I'll keep on fighting; God help me.
I'll keep holding on.
I'll keep praying he'll give you up
until one of you are gone.
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28. This Is My Life (On Heroin)
- By Reanna Delavega
- Published: June 2010
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Again and again, going through withdrawals
My eyes flutter, my skin crawls

Like many times before, I nod off again

Again and again, going through withdrawals
My eyes flutter, my skin crawls

Like many times before, I nod off again
In seconds I come to, unsure of where I am

I don't know, if I can take anymore
I'm sick yet again, and laying on the floor

The acid from my stomach, comes up my throat
This is my life...Lost without hope

All I can feel, is my bones violently shake
One little hit, is all it would take

It's hard to believe, i've gotten so weak
That I allow the tears, that roll down my cheek

My blood is cold, my veins are hot
My legs twitch, my arms flop

I try to get up, the pain only grows
The heater on full blast, the fan always blows

I won't wanna eat
I know I can't sleep

Never thought, i'd be this close to dying
All I can do, is lay here crying

I lay in my tub, soaking in the heat
My body feeling, brutally beat

I attempt to stand, the room goes black
I lay back down, my soul is trapped

All of this, may seem unreal
Yet many days, this is how I feel

My eyes wonder, I can't see straight
My mind goes back, to that place I hate

I feel the poison, leaking through my pores
I pick at my skin, leaving nothing but sores

I stay a little longer, laying in this dirty floor
Praying...Not to feel, these pains anymore

This is my life....
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29. Shut My Eyes
- By Leon
- Published: November 2013
Poem About The Shame Of Addiction

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When I close my eyes
Shut out the pain outside
My soul turns inwards
And I feel the shame inside

When I close my eyes
Shut out the pain outside
My soul turns inwards
And I feel the shame inside
I'm trying to be perfect
Trying to be right
But I know that deep down
For my soul I will have to fight

These demons are coming for me
I am not ready
I'll have to be strong
Be determined, be steady
In a battle I can't win
When the enemy is myself
My demons of sin
I know I'll need help

But who do I turn to?
Who can I trust?
Bound by chains of shame
Which cannot rust
I have tried everything
Nothing has worked
Do I give up?
Let go of the stress, the hurt?

Do I lose myself to sin?
Lose hope
Let the darkness win?
Or do I rise and fight
Struggle and battle
For what I know is right
Either way is bad
But I know the path I'll take
A better world
For myself I'll make

I'll try my best
I'll win this war
I'll pass the test
This is the final straw
Although my life has just begun
It is dark and cold
But there will be a rising sun
Shine rays of hope
Onto my cold world
To be reborn
Allow my wings to unfurl
And soar above the pain
Nothing to lose
Everything to gain.

I have made my choice
There is no going back
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30. I'm Your Disease
- By Jodi
- Published: October 2008
Fighting An Eating Disorder

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Sucked like a vacuum, I held my fear,
built up anger you want to hold near.

Shaking and trembling is what I feel,

Sucked like a vacuum, I held my fear,
built up anger you want to hold near.

Shaking and trembling is what I feel,
purging my thoughts is how I heal.

Feelings of emptiness that have no depth.
Disappointment climbs the walls inside my chest.

You've lied to me all these years,
holding in the pain that has caused so many tears.

You think you're strong, but I make you weak.
I know the truth you're looking to seek.

You thought you had control over me all these years.
I'm your friend when you looked into your mirror.

You think you can forget me and run and hide.
I'm the only one who has stuck by your side.

I've given you comfort and relief.
Why now do you treat me like a thief.

I've stolen from you your sense of pride,
not letting you see that you are beautiful on the inside.

I've come to steal your strength and health.
Don't look to me to give you wealth.

You've been fighting this battle all alone.
Haven't you figured it out that you can't do this on your own?

This has been our secret for so long.
Do you have the courage to make you strong?

I'm the monster you won't admit,
afraid that now you'll have to commit.
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31. Vortex Of Anxiety
- By Cara May
- Published: January 2014
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Lost within the maze of my own mind,
Swimming in circles, trying to leave it all behind,
A mask in disguise trying to mask my demise.
Within the truth there are no lies.

Lost within the maze of my own mind,
Swimming in circles, trying to leave it all behind,
A mask in disguise trying to mask my demise.
Within the truth there are no lies.
Struggling to hold back the tears in my eyes.

Fighting to be free...
To be free from me
Empty, alone, and I afraid,
Locked inside my own cage,
I'm fighting my own rage.

Holding it all inside,
There's no place to run and hide.
Sometimes life alone isn't enough,
And it's wicked hard to call your own bluff.

Awaiting the future, yet molded to the past,
It's like having to downshift in order to pass.
Looking for a promise to numb the pain
And finding a promise without any gain.
Being lost and afraid inside your own brain
All alone and feeling insane.

Lost and broken inside and too hurt to cry,
My wings were clipped long before I could fly.
Living one big covered up lie,
I tip my head to the sky.
I scream into the silence and I scream WHY!
Screaming to let go of the pain,
Wondering if it's all in vain.
Am I screaming in silence
Or merely silently screaming again?
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32. No Stem Or Needles For Me Anymore
- By Denise
- Published: July 2008
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No stem or needles for me anymore.
No need to buy any rigs or chore.
Collapsed veins were my biggest fear.
When I'm sick and shaking no need for tears.

No stem or needles for me anymore.
No need to buy any rigs or chore.
Collapsed veins were my biggest fear.
When I'm sick and shaking no need for tears.
No calls from the dope man asking, "You all good?"
For I am changing and won't be that fool.
My inside was decaying and dying inside
With nobody special to call to confide.
I have met so many special women who have changed my life.
I never want to go back to that drug infested life.
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33. This Last Dance
- By Lanae
- Published: September 2009
Cocaine Is My Sweetest Friend

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My sweetest friend has gone away
The price of love, I cannot pay
In times of need, my darkest hour
'Twas YOU my friend, to whom I'd cower

My sweetest friend has gone away
The price of love, I cannot pay
In times of need, my darkest hour
'Twas YOU my friend, to whom I'd cower
You took me up and made me see
The other side of reality
You've shown me worlds where time stands still
and revealed the gap that only you can fill
where love is none and friends are few
It's there you've shown what you really do
You've blinded my eyes to all the pain
but my heart you've killed, and my soul you've drained
You've stolen my life and you've taken my friends
And I feel like it's time for this journey to end
But no matter the pain you've caused me to feel
The money you've stolen or the people you've killed
I'll always remember the good times we shared
The places you took me and the way that you cared
So we'll take this last dance, and then we'll dance no more
I'll miss you my friend, forevermore.
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34. The Queen Of Pain
- By Ronald Doe
- Published: December 2008
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The Queen of Pain,
Her Royal "Highness".
An Evil Dictator,
Who doesn't care less.

The Queen of Pain,
Her Royal "Highness".
An Evil Dictator,
Who doesn't care less.
If a faithful servant,
Who worships her throne.
Dies like a pauper,
In the cold all alone.

The Queen of Pain,
Makes bowing enticing.
And honoring her,
Seem so inviting.
Each faithful servant,
Is lead by the "arm".
And "stuck" in a Kingdom,
Of make believe charm.

The Queen of pain,
The Almighty Fraud.
A flirtatious wink,
Followed up by a "nod".
A "pointed" smile,
A shortness of breath.
A devious laugh,
As you're laying near death.

The Queen of Pain,
A villain and knave.
A Master of Lies,
Who loves to enslave.
But each faithful servant,
Can put an end to her reign.
By refusing to bow,
To The Queen of Pain.
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35. Hey Boy ... Hey Girl
- By Rose Bennett
- Published: June 2010
Poem About Crack Addiction

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Hey Boy...Hey Girl
Let me introduce myself to you
Most people call me "Crack" but I'm Jum to you
If I don't get you that first time second or third

Hey Boy...Hey Girl
Let me introduce myself to you
Most people call me "Crack" but I'm Jum to you
If I don't get you that first time second or third
I'll certainly get you that fourth time, mark my work

Hey boy, come on and feel my blast
Hey girl, watch out, I may be your last
Some say I only last a minute or two
And you know what, that's probably true

I'll make you feel good, 'cause I'm so bad
I'll make you give up everything you ever had
Your whole pay check will come to me
And I'll give you a blast for a day or three

When that blast's all over and gone, you see
You'll bring your watch and stereo to me
Next you'll bring your TV and then your VCR
And soon enough, I'll have your car

Hey boy, hey girl why don't you wake up
'For I'm not even worth your every buck
I tried to make you feel like I'm our friend
But look what I do to you in the end

I'll strip you of everything including your pride
I'll make you feel as if you just died
Let me tell you something that's very very true
You don't do me, I do you

If you still doubt which way to go
When you see me just say no
Hey boy, hey girl don't come my way
'Cause I'm not a toy and I don't play
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36. Stopping Addiction
- By ESMERELDA
- Published: March 2008
Become A Truly Mindful Mother And Wife

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I have nothing to say
to you anymore.
I'm taking my life back
and shutting the door.

I have nothing to say
to you anymore.
I'm taking my life back
and shutting the door.
You've taken from me
God's image of me.
I'm letting you go
and I want to be free.
I won't go on hating
from inside my heart.
It's time to step up
and make a new start.
I want to stop hurting.
It seems so unfair.
But I have to find me.
I'm in here somewhere.
I can't do it with YOU.
You're no good in my life.
Without YOU I can become
a truly mindful mother and wife.
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37. Thinking Of You...(Heroin)
- By Jennifer Terry
- Published: June 2011
Withdrawal Poem

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Thinking of you, I become obsessed.
Because of you my life is in ruins, my life a big mess.
Most days I can't even get out of bed to get dressed.
Those crazy thoughts lingering, in my brain.

Thinking of you, I become obsessed.
Because of you my life is in ruins, my life a big mess.
Most days I can't even get out of bed to get dressed.
Those crazy thoughts lingering, in my brain.
As I start thinking of ways, to take away my pain.
I really don't know, what I can do.
I cannot get through, one day without you.
I once had dreams, that I failed to chase.
So now to my family, I'm a big disgrace.
I know I was younger, when I had those dreams.
But life is a lot harder for me, than it seems.
Then I had no idea, of how it would be.
But now I'm in ruins, for everyone to see.
Your determined to stay, and ruin my life.
And I let you control me, I'm not strong enough to fight.
Sometimes I'm high, but usually I'm low.
Please have mercy, and let this addiction go.
I tried to stop, but it's too late.
I lost all control, over the decisions I make.
Your voice in my head, controlling my brain.
Slowly driving me, completely insane.
Sitting here thinking of ways, to let you go.
I realize your here for life, I know.
But there is one thing, and I know this is true.
I cannot go on living my life, without you...
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38. Meth User
- By Amber Hay
- Published: August 2008
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In your everyday life you search for glory.
I'm addicted to meth and here is my story.
I went to high school just like you did.
I even had three kids,

In your everyday life you search for glory.
I'm addicted to meth and here is my story.
I went to high school just like you did.
I even had three kids,
but still I lacked confidence; I was sick to death,
so at the age of 20 I was introduced to meth.
I snorted a line.
Little did I know how my world would unwind.
I was spending all my cash on dope.
It wasn't long till I lost all hope
I was wheelin' and dealin', breakin' even at best
I was paying my dealer and doing the rest.
The relationship with my kids suffered the most
I was doing so many drugs; we weren't even close.
Now I'm locked up, cold sober.
I have the chance to start all over
I'm going to take the chance to have a life.
I'm going to start over as Joe Hay's wife.
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39. Drugs Are My Best Friend
- By Sasha
- Published: July 2008
Breaking The Chains Of Addiction Poem

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Another lonely day
For me to get through
I need to find my way
But that's hard to do.

Another lonely day
For me to get through
I need to find my way
But that's hard to do.
Sobriety hurts so bad
I wish to forget
But I gave it all I had
I knew I couldn't handle it.
I need to find a high
And ride it 'til the end
Without it I can't get by
Drugs are like my best friend.
They pick me up when I'm low
And at times gives me hope
They help the real me to show
And even help me cope.
They never let me down
And they never tell a lie
They take away my frown
And help me to get by.
Drugs are like my best friend
When I'm left all alone
On them I'll always depend
Because I'm scared of the unknown.
It's been a hell of a ride
But now it must end
I know deep down inside
Drugs aren't my best friend.

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40. A Life Well Learned
- By Herabera
- Published: December 2007
Poem About Dealing With Addiction

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A naive girl led down the wrong path
A promising future pulled from her grasp.
So innocent and true for him
her heart grew.

A naive girl led down the wrong path
A promising future pulled from her grasp.
So innocent and true for him
her heart grew.
Blinded by a drowning soul
A helping hand pulled in the same hole.
Tricked into a life where she never belonged,
2 years grasping for breath and barely holding on.
A spirit now free from their life full of pain,
She thanks God every day, "that it hadn't been me".
A miracle unexplained for the strength that saved a life,
From a torturing cycle that led the real her out of sight.
A wise and experienced soul confident in herself
Beginning to believe that there is something else,
Happiness worth living for, full of limits with no end.
Life is what you make it, the only chance you get
To live your life to the fullest, every day faced with taking risks
Will is the power given by God to make your own choice
In which road you choose to take
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My Addiction - Page 2

21. My Fight With Meth

22. Time To Let Go

23. Goodbye

24. Recovering

25. The Needle

26. The Truth About Drugs

27. Letter To Meth

28. This Is My Life (On Heroin)

29. Shut My Eyes

30. I'm Your Disease

31. Vortex Of Anxiety

32. No Stem Or Needles For Me Anymore

33. This Last Dance

34. The Queen Of Pain

35. Hey Boy ... Hey Girl

36. Stopping Addiction

37. Thinking Of You...(Heroin)

38. Meth User

39. Drugs Are My Best Friend

40. A Life Well Learned