My Addiction

Published: December 2020

Finding this page and reading everyone's story has helped me to face my troubles head on. When I am feeling like I need to give up I find myself here for guidance and inspiration. We have never met but I want Thank You for saving my life

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1. 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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2. 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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3. Heroin's Sister

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- By Kelsey A. Casper
- Published: April 2017
Sister's Heartfelt Poem On Brother's Battle With Heroin

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I've never touched, tasted, or craved you,
But I know you.

I've watched my hero

I've never touched, tasted, or craved you,
But I know you.

I've watched my hero
Deteriorate in search of you,
Praying for the oblivion that follows,
Jumping through obstacles of deceit,
Torture and heartbreak
For one moment of relief,
One moment of silence,
One moment of peace.

I've never flirted, danced, or played with you,
But I know you.

I've watched my brother
Stalk, hide, and run from you, all at the same time,
Not wanting to find you
But needing to
For one moment of clarity,
One moment to breathe,
One moment to escape.

I've never listened to your promises, whispers, or songs,
But I know you.

I've heard you in his screams,
Haunting his dreams.
He just wanted to be free,
But he was always getting pulled by you.

I've never touched, tasted, or craved you,
But oh,
Do I know you!

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4. Addiction
- By Jennie Nolan
- Published: July 2015
Poem About Addiction And Relapse

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Trapped in a repetitive cycle of wants and needs
Slowly unraveling inside of me.
There are many things,
An entrapment of feelings.

Trapped in a repetitive cycle of wants and needs
Slowly unraveling inside of me.
There are many things,
An entrapment of feelings.
Letting go does not seem to be an option.
Therefore, I sit painfully
Letting it all consume me.
All of this negative energy
Swirling around and around
Inside then out.
Self-sabotage I commit without a doubt.
The strength is overwhelming,
Devastatingly daunting.
I feel I can no longer resist,
Resist the temptation, resist the urge.
Self-preservation does not seem to be a concern
My brilliance, my beauty, and heart
Are left behind
In the beginning,
At the start.
What is left is nothing,
An empty vessel that once used to be.
Termination turned to temptation
Lost in illusion,
In disarray.
Scattered thoughts become astray.
Numbness from head to toe.
A blank slate,
A black hole,
Till the next day.
Addiction,
Repeat.

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5. Words Of A Silent Killer
- By Jessica Eck
- Published: June 2015
Poem About Meth Controlling A Person

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You think you have control,
But I am the one who has it.
You do not, not in the least bit.
I make you cry because if I don't, then people wonder why.

You think you have control,
But I am the one who has it.
You do not, not in the least bit.
I make you cry because if I don't, then people wonder why.
You thought you were loved, but now you're lost.
I took over you mind, and that was your cost.
You are so blind; people have told you, but you didn't listen.
Now I laugh because your eyes don't even glisten.
I am the reason you cannot sleep.
I am pain that hurts so bad,
But you are in too deep.
You never knew what you had; you looked to see.
Now you're the person you're not wanting to be.
I am the reason why you can't love,
Because you don't know what's up above
You love me and no one else.
I took your life away
On that very first day.
I still have control; I am your confession.
You sold your soul to me,
Which led you into deep depression.
You'll never be free
Because you belong to me.
I long for you to relapse
As I push you down until you collapse.
I am the reason you can't look people in the eyes
Because I make you wear a disguise.
I keep you locked in a cage,
Which causes you to have a deep rage.
I made you feel unaware, and I really don't care.
I am all you fear,
Which causes you all these tears.
I am always right, so you think.
I make you so scared you cannot blink.
I took away all your trust,
Made it so you could only lust.
I don't care how you feel,
Because, between you and me, you will never heal.
I tear you down inside, which all you can do is deny.
I knew you would come to me on the day of your birth.
I took all you were ever worth.
You think you are okay, but I have something to say.
You thought you were bold.
Now you're sitting here crying, wondering why I am so cold.
I took you away from all your youth.
I also made it so you could never tell the truth.
I am the reason that causes you death.
I sneak upon and take your last breath.
Can you guess who I am?
I am Crystal Meth.
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6. Destined To Fly

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- By Ashley N. Hyder
- Published: April 2015
Poem About Overcoming Addiction

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I remember the day we met.
Too young to see the danger.
I didn't know the devil you were,
That you'd fill me with so much anger.

I remember the day we met.
Too young to see the danger.
I didn't know the devil you were,
That you'd fill me with so much anger.

At first you gave me comfort,
Numbed me from the pain,
But the light you gave me faded,
Brought blackness to my veins.

Your trap worked as always.
I am not the only one to fall.
So many friends forever gone now;
No one's left to call.

Dragged me to rock bottom,
Each day a life in hell anew,
Felt there was no possibility
Of breaking this dependence on you.

Every day I woke
With only you on my mind,
Desperate for your love,
More desperate for you to die.

Through time I saw you were evil.
I watched you steal my soul.
Each time I tried to get away,
You would not let me go.

Tried to scream and cry,
Eventually accepted my fate.
Everyone had tried to warn me,
And now it was too late.

Family and friends could never understand,
Couldn't hear my silent plea.
They did not want to see
The sick effect you had on me.

You locked me in a cell.
You made me freeze at night,
Made me deceive those I loved,
Made me live in constant fright.

Left broken, battered, and bruised,
My number of scars grew.
Both physical and mental,
While the number of wasted years flew.

Went through the motions like a zombie.
No longer did I see
Any type of future
In this world for me.

You erased any shred of hope
When everyone turned their backs.
Difficult to escape this dark hole and cope,
Impossible to defend against your attacks.

I knew no church, no God.
YOU, my ultimate power.
No way to know real love.
I was now a rotted, dead flower.

Then one day it happened.
Most amazing hope one moment brings,
And I decided then and there
That I would grow my wings.

No longer will you take from me
Like you have stolen all these years.
You will never take my life.
No longer will I cry these tears.

I will deal with the pain.
I will swallow all my pride.
I will deal with my life of rubble.
I'm prepared for this difficult ride.

If it kills me to leave you,
Then I will gladly die,
Because with you I'm only surviving,
And I have been destined to fly.

I will soar, laugh, and smile,
Will breathe my life once more.
I will go back to a time
Before you came knocking at my door.
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7. 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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8. 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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9. Sunshine After Rain

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- By Brenda Winders
- Published: August 2011
Inspirational Poem About Addiction

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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.

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 okay.
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; it's 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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10. 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.
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11. 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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12. It's Me
- By Jacqueline A. Grieve
- Published: March 2011
Poem For Family Mourning When Addiction Leads To Death

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Hey, you guys, don't feel guilty,
It was just my time to go.
I can see you're all feeling sad,
I can see the tears still flow.

Hey, you guys, don't feel guilty,
It was just my time to go.
I can see you're all feeling sad,
I can see the tears still flow.

My life's journey ended early,
The path I chose was short.
You all tried your best to change it,
But in the end it was for me to sort.

I know I caused you sadness,
I know I caused you pain,
But I was captured by these demons,
They wouldn't set me free again.

They took away my freedom,
They took away my choice,
And when they got their hooks in,
You could hear it in my voice.

There were times I tried to fight them,
There was a time I nearly won,
But they came back and overpowered me,
I had nowhere left to run.

I haven't really left you guys,
I am closer than you know,
I will be the whisper in the wind,
I will be everywhere you go.

One day you will all forgive me
One day you will understand
And when your time on earth is done
I will be waiting to take your hand.
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13. Lost Time
- By Tim Smith
- Published: February 2011
Drug Addiction Starts With Pot

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The power of addiction is a horrible disease.
You make think it relieves pressure,
Or bring pain to ease.

The power of addiction is a horrible disease.
You make think it relieves pressure,
Or bring pain to ease.

You will soon come to realize,
That you are so very wrong;
Whether it's after twelve lines,
Or eight hits from a bong.

It always starts with pot,
No matter how sure you are.
That's how it started for me,
And at twenty I was behind bars.

At times you may think,
That you can have a few drinks;
But a few turns into many,
And soon you'll be kissing the sink.

You lose some of your relatives,
And even more of your friends.
Before you see it coming,
This disease will bring your life to an end.

So after writing this poem,
I'm asking you now:
Do you still want to use,
Or make people proud?

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14. My Master

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- By Selena Odom
- Published: August 2010
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I have a master of an evil kind.
He totally controls my body, soul, and mind.
At first he was fun and cool,
But soon I became his fool.

I have a master of an evil kind.
He totally controls my body, soul, and mind.
At first he was fun and cool,
But soon I became his fool.
A victim without a chance,
He took my life in just a glance.
He's so sneaky and full of deceit.
I wonder why we ever had to meet.
Thanks to my master, I am now someone I hate.
I used to have a life, and it was somewhat great.
Now all I do is cheat, steal, and lie,
And then lie in bed praying to die.
Still I can't leave my master for any reason.
He's too strong and his control is never ceasin'.
He's the one I run to when I wake.
I can't rid him, even for my children's sake.
I used to be loving, caring, and enjoyed my life,
But that was before my master took me for his wife.
Everyone says I don't look like the type.
They can't picture me locked in my room smoking a pipe.
I once was a pretty girl from the South,
But now I am left with teeth rotting in my mouth.
My master says, "You'll never stay clean;
You love me too much to be happy and serene."
He loves that I don't even bother trying
And gravels when I am miserably crying.
I'm already dead really, just a shell.
My master gave me a life of pure hell.
Yes, I have a master of the most evil kind.
He took over and everything good was left behind.
He shows no mercy to religion, sex, or age.
He only searches for his next victim in which to engage.
I pray you never meet my master.
If your paths cross, run fast and then run faster.
Just in case, he goes by Meth, Crystal, or Ice,
And I am begging you to just take my advice.
No one should have to succumb to this Master of misery and shame.
Trust me, this is your life and not a game!
Nothing good will ever come from knowing this dark demon,
So don't ever try him, no matter how unbearable life is seemin'.
My master took me and broke my spirit.
So don't meet him, just don't hear it.
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15. 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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16. A Letter From Your Disease

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- By Siera
- Published: June 2010
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Hello fellow addicts I am your disease,
I will never let you sleep or put your mind at ease,

I will always be here no matter where you go,

Hello fellow addicts I am your disease,
I will never let you sleep or put your mind at ease,

I will always be here no matter where you go,
I am smarter than you and I am in control,

Family, friends, and loved ones they won't matter anymore,
I'll take everything you got and still want something more

I was there for you in the good times but mostly in the bad,
I've made you feel so happy but in the end you was always sad

You will lie to everyone and say that I ain't real,
but if that's the case why can't you put down that pill

I come in many forms, and shapes, and size
Then following comes denial, deceit, and lies

I will turn you from everyone that tries to take you from me
Together we will spend all eternity

I'll embrace you in my arms and I'll never set you free,
Spend our life together won't that make you happy,

Don't let those people tell you what I am all about,
Cause then you'll find a way; a way to kick me out

Well here I go now I'll just be on my way
but not for to much longer cause I still have much to say

So when you think I'm gone and you can finally be at ease,
Just remember this I will always be your disease.
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17. 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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18. 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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19. My Heroin(E)
- By Michael Scarcelli
- Published: September 2009
Love And Addiction

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I am beginning to want you, before I even know you.
I am wanting to save you, before I can hold you.

And I am mad, which for both of us is true;

I am beginning to want you, before I even know you.
I am wanting to save you, before I can hold you.

And I am mad, which for both of us is true;
But my addiction is not brown or white - it is you.

For you express your distress, with artistic disdain;
And you so eloquently allude to your tumultuous pain.

But still, you make me nervous and weary of your plays,
for I am not ignorant of the street corner's ways.

And I am cautious and slow, experienced enough to know,
that the tiger will always kill, for only blood can satisfy its fill.

But I am not a lamb to be sacrificed;
just a man who found his way from a life of vice.

And now that our lives have crossed, mixed-up and lost,
we are found, in these northern, cold-wintered towns.

What could it mean, this life, this dream?
Could that which is broken, ever mend?
Or will seeking out the familiar fix always be the end?

And I could let go, like the river and flow.
My mind a stream, wandering with gleam.

But I could stay; together we may,
make sense of it all, and forever, we fall.
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20. 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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1. Recovering

2. Letter To Meth

3. Heroin's Sister

4. Addiction

5. Words Of A Silent Killer

6. Destined To Fly

7. Vortex Of Anxiety

8. Shut My Eyes

9. Sunshine After Rain

10. Thinking Of You...(Heroin)

11. My Fight With Meth

12. It's Me

13. Lost Time

14. My Master

15. This Is My Life (On Heroin)

16. A Letter From Your Disease

17. Hey Boy ... Hey Girl

18. The Truth About Drugs

19. My Heroin(E)

20. Goodbye