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This poem was written after I got clean from a 4-year heroin addiction. I based it off a letter addressed Dear Heroin that I wrote while incarcerated at 20-years-old for a drug offense. When I stumbled across the letter shortly after getting sober, it brought back so many negative and painful memories. However, it also made me feel so proud for the things I have accomplished and overcome...things that at one point seemed impossible. Recovery is possible, and it's up to you to grow your wings.

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Destined To Fly

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Published: April 2015

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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  • LilMamas18 by LilMamas18, United States
  • 11 months ago

This is so beautiful. Thank you for being able to express these feelings so fluently. Addiction is slowing killing me, along with a boyfriend who beats me up. But this lit a flame in my soul, and I just don't think words can describe my appreciation for this beautiful poem..

  • Subhash Bansal by Subhash Bansal
  • 11 months ago

This is a poem full of honesty, sincerity, compassion and determination. This poem brings hope to many victims of drug addiction. Very convincingly written, the poem gives a strong message: Never give up. If one is bent upon achieving something, no one can stop him. After reading the poem, I am reminded of the prophetic words of a Hindu Monk, Swami Vivekananda Ji: "Arise, awake and stop not till the aim is achieved." Echoing the same sentiments, the poem has really touched my heart. Congratulations to the poet for pouring out the nectar of life in simple and brief words.

  • Kamalpreet Likhari by Kamalpreet Likhari
  • 11 months ago

Beautifully written. You can feel the author's desperation and loneliness, as well as the exhilaration and sense of release on breaking free.

  • Birgit by Birgit
  • 1 year ago

This poem really touched me. I found it a very courageous piece of work. Every emotion and struggle was shared and felt by the reader. What a journey and what an amazing outcome based on strength and resilience. I loved this poem.

  • Alex Sam by Alex Sam, Enugu, Nigeria
  • 1 year ago

This piece of poem gives me hope about overcoming and teaching people how to overcome their worst addictions. Someone I know is a chain smoker. Lots of advice has been poured on his deaf ears, but he will choose death in his addiction over a free life. It will be so difficult to get him to read this piece.

  • Andreas Cramer Israelsen by Andreas Cramer Israelsen
  • 1 year ago

I feel your pain! I've just gotten out of an addiction myself, weed. I hope you're doing fine! This poem touched me, and I can really put myself in your place. I have been drug free for 4 weeks now and still counting. I don't even wanna go back to that dark place. I found the light and will keep fighting to abstain from it.

  • Elizabeth Melendez by Elizabeth Melendez
  • 2 years ago

Beautiful poem. It touched me inside. I'm struggling with and addiction to meth, but I have 72 days clean, and I really hate the fact that I have to pass through all my emotions and memories and pain. It really hurts a lot, but I know I can make it. And now reading this poem made me realize a lot of things that I've been through and a lot of things I'm literally going through right now. Thanks for the poem. You are a genius. Thanks again.

  • Denise Severn by Denise Severn
  • 2 years ago

This is so perfectly written. Thank you. You are so gifted. My brother was a heroin addict, and this really hits home to me.

I could have written these words myself, that's how close to home they hit. The story it told, described what my life has been for many years and the feelings expressed came from my own heart and soul as well. Beautifully written. Thank you.

  • Shabnam by Shabnam, India
  • 2 years ago

Very nice. It touched my heart. It took me to some old memories. Very nice. Keep it up.

  • David  A. Lolley by David A. Lolley
  • 2 years ago

First of all, I want to thank you for trying to explain our pain, and I thought you did it with great articulation! When reading this poem I knew that you knew the pain both physically and mentally known only by true survivors of this terrible disease. The sad truth I have found though is there are a lot more of us than you could even imagine, way too many. Also, each of us knows at least one, but most many more than that, that will not get to tell their story. It either died with them or their story is entangled in one of ours. But I will not forget their pain and our loss because they were taken from our life. They never got to know hope and how beautiful she can be and the strength she has given to me, that surely was sent by GOD.

  • Lostlittlesoul by Lostlittlesoul, Usa
  • 3 years ago

I cannot believe how in tuned I was to this piece. So amazing to hear someone else's thoughts and such a vivid picture. You are an amazing woman. Thank you for sharing it with the world.

  • Angel by Angel
  • 3 years ago

This poem is amazing! I'm in tears. I understand and I don't feel alone. I've never been addicted to drugs but I have been to other things and people and things that bring me comfort.
Thank you for sharing your gift.

  • Brenda Harrison-Kray by Brenda Harrison-Kray
  • 3 years ago

My 24 year old son has been struggling with his addiction to Heroin for 4 years now. I tried tough love - put him in an IOP than sent him away to Nevada to live with his father. He stayed clean till he returned for the funeral of my father. The night we buried him I almost lost my son. I heard him fall to the floor in my bathroom. An RN checked and he had no pulse as I dialed 911. I started CPR on my youngest son. After a shot of Narcan he was back. 3 yrs later in January, tragedy, we lost his uncle/ father figure at 50 in his sleep. 2 months later we lost his cousin who was 24, they grew up like twins! He fell once again, living in his truck, he cries on the phone for 3 months to me until I could afford to bring him back to me. Finally he came to me and begged for help! On Monday he put himself in a no drug residential treatment for 30 + days. I can only pray that the Devil that is Heroin will free him as he prays, thanks so much for writing this it gives so much hope!

  • Cheryl Martin by Cheryl Martin
  • 4 years ago

This beautiful, yet horrifying poem brought me to tears because it so vividly describes the current life of my 24 year old daughter and her deep descent into her disease of addiction. She has been addicted to heroin for 3+ years, and appears nowhere near the point of surrender and recovery. As a parent, it has been devastating to watch the steady decline in her health, her spirit, her will, and her life. I am active in Al-Anon and hear many stories of recovery, but I am losing hope that recovery will be the end of my daughter's story. Ashley's story exemplifies my daughter's struggle, but ends with the promise of hope; a reminder that change is possible, even when it seems improbable. Thank you Ashley, for sharing your poem of pain, with your beautiful ending of such courage, conviction, and optimism. May God bless and keep you, always.

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