1. My Mother Vs. Meth
in Addiction Poems about Family
Most days I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs.
I want my mother back; who is this monster you have become?
I really haven't known who you are for quite a while,
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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Most days I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs.
I want my mother back; who is this monster you have become?
I really haven't known who you are for quite a while,
Dear Asia Sherie, I love your message and am inspired by your generosity, enduring love, and positivity. As an adult child of a terribly abusive father and stepMonster, as well as a 4+ year...
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The words that have yet been spoken,
the things I need to say
to voice what's within my heart,
I just can't find a way.
Your story is so similar, it's eerie. In 2 years, he has fallen so far. A legitimate opioid prescription taken away made him turn to getting pills without a script. Then, since it was too...
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You act like I know nothing about it, but I know enough.
I know what it has done to you, I know what it's done to us.
You're no longer a real person, more like a puppet on a string.
Every single move you make is controlled by methamphetamine.
One day I plan to go on this thread and respond to all the stories shared with me. But today, I'm reaching out to tell you all that hearing the heartfelt and heartbreaking stories calls so...
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I can see it in his eyes
when he comes creeping in.
He's been somewhere he promised me
he'd never go again.
My dad and mom did meth, and they struggled with marijuana. I lost my dad to that. He let the drugs take over, and now I am sitting in foster care for a 3rd year and getting adopted in the...
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I am angry...
You made me believe you were the cure for my every kind of pain.
I had you wrapped around me while I let you take control of my veins.
Hi, I was inspired by reading the stories. I decided I would share my experience, strength, and hope. I started using drugs at the early age of 12. I was introduced to my first NA meeting and...
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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.
This poem touched me and fit my situation. My brother, John, died about a year ago on May 12th from an overdose of Heroin laced with Fentanyl. He was 54 years old and had started on drugs...
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*An addict I'm not...
so he pushes me away
hoping I won't see it and lead him astray
I pray you got the help you needed and were able to let him go! Unfortunately for my ex-husband (now 7 years), he is still heavily addicted to meth, no job (he's a master carpenter), and has...
I'm writing this to you,
Telling you we're through.
I can't take you anymore,
Don't know what I liked you for.
I've been cutting since I was in 3rd grade, and it's a very bad addiction for me. I still do it to this day. I stopped for about 6 months, but then I had a relapse; I deal with depression,...
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.
You are not alone. Many of us are on that same boat with you. Some wear life jackets while others don't. Life jackets are treatments, group meetings, speaking to someone other than family,...
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I have a love for meth that no one can understand.
And nothing in this world can make me feel the way she can.
Since the first time I met her I knew she was the one.
Never questioning or judging me despite the things I've done.
Thank you for your sharing your words! I am an addict and have struggled with it most of my life. I came from a very privileged home and had every opportunity handed to me, but I was hiding...
For the rest of my life, cursed with this disease.
For all those who suffer, we just got to believe.
Believing in yourself is the hardest thing to do,
so take a look in the mirror and ask do you see you?
Sister Evelyn,
I’ve been clean for 23 years from crack cocaine. I’m also a born again Christian. Let me share a few recommendations. Number 1 – I know the doctors say you are dying, but that...
in Change Poems
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'm rather inspired to witness a "rotted, dead flower" regaining his or her smile and faith in life. Drugs are illegal here in China, and we all know the anguish caused by drug addiction and...
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.
This poem really cuts deep. I can relate to this on every level. Not only did "my master" take control of every aspect, it took control over my every move and breath. Every time I used to...
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.
I can relate to this story. I went down this road for 15 years. Battling addiction is the hardest thing I have ever done. I have been clean for 5 years, and i have had to watch my son go down...
a life that's wasted
a breath that's gone
he knows he's been fighting this addiction too long
I'm so sorry to hear of your husband. You must be devastated. I'm addicted to oxycodone. I've been on them ten years and am due to be weaned off. I hate being the only addict in the family. I...
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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.
Hello, my name is Sarah I'm 28 years old, and I've been an addict since I was 14 years old. For the first time in my life I am finally admitting that I am addicted to meth and downer pills....
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 totally feel for you! I am a recovering addict and thank God I have been clean since 8/2006. I could NOT do this by myself! It took a VERY, VERY long time to finally realize I had a problem...
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.
It's sad that I let myself go to my addiction because I lost everything. My wife, children, and close friends. Several times I tried to stop, but I've discovered that I was powerless over it....
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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.
I began to use meth when I was 16. Growing up as a child, it seemed as though I wasn't loved or cared for. Violence took a toll in the family. Father was a meth addict. Mother was an...
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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
I am a proud granny of 3 precious grand daughters that belong to my middle daughter named Rebecca and of 2 grandsons whose mother is my oldest daughter. I also have a daughter named Sarah, my...
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