Addiction Poem about Family

Drug Abuse Poem

I wrote this poem to my twin sister when I was addicted to heroin. She was the reason I stopped. And to anyone who is addicted to any kind of drug, you have to find your reason, because that is what gives you enough courage to stop.

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A Reason To Stop


Published: July 2009

I'm so sorry that I'm hurting you,
You know there's nothing I can do.
Every time I inject, I think of you,
How you're thinking this can't be true.
I promised one day I'll get help,
And I still mean it,
I just need some time.
I need to think things through.
I just want to be with you.
But you say I'm hurting you too much.
You push me away.
You push me out.
I need you to be there,
Just to tell me how much you care.

I push the needle into my vein,
You shake your head and say I'm not going to change.
I sit there and cry,
Not enjoying my high.
I don't want to be like this,
It's you I miss.
I cover my arm and hope you won't see,
But the injection marks have become a permanent part of me.
When you see them you start to cry,
You tell me that I'm going to die.
I don't want to die, I don't want to leave you.
You can think I'm lying, but Steph, it's true.
I would give up my needle just to see you smile,
But you never do, so I'll give you a while.

I fall to the floor,
Hoping to stop.
I end up hitting my face on a rock.
The cut goes so deep,
But I don't even care.
I watch the blood dry into my hair.
I'm scared of myself,
There's a monster within.
Only heroin can cure him,
He always wins.
I want him to go away,
To leave me alone,
But you say he'll go away only if I stop getting stoned.

I'm so sorry,
You have to know it's true.
I just hate, hate hurting you.
Every time you cry it makes me inject more,
I try to dull the pain,
I'm going insane.
So I promise now,
I promise to stop.
I want you to smile,
I want you to laugh.
I love you so much, and you have to know it's true.
I love you enough to stop hurting you.


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  • Dawn by Dawn, Florida
  • 8 years ago

My daughter became a convicted felon at age 18. Her dream was to be a kindergarten teacher for as long as I remember. Now she can not even babysit a child let alone teach at a school. Rehab now 3xs. She comes home at the end of the month. She doesn't realize that she is just not killing herself with meth and heroin... she is killing me too.
The pain that I feel... I can hardly describe. Although I feel like my heart is being shredded inside. My daughter is slowly killing herself, sometimes I think, that I wish she could just do it and get it over in a blink. But if she does, where would she go? Would it be heaven or hell, we don't know... If my thoughts are hard to digest, then stop reading, for what I feel my head won't stop screaming. I love her, I do.. with all my soul, for she is the only reason that I complete this goal. Stay strong she demands! she needs my love, but I am slowing dying and will soon be in almighty heaven above.

  • Felecia Marie Langston by Felecia Marie Langston
  • 6 years ago

I am so sorry for your pain. I am also going through the same pain. It's so heart-breaking that I cant even speak out loud to anyone about my boys because the pain is so deep that I break down. My 24 year old son introduced my 19 year old to heroin and the last 3 years have been so painful that I feel like a empty shell. I lost a 2 year old son years back due to a sudden illness so the fear of loss for me is so intense and awful, knowing what pain I may have to endure again if I lose my only 2 boys I have. I have lost my relationship with them and months will go by as I spend day and night praying. I don't get "that call." I have had them both in treatment twice and, the addiction took them again. God forbid we lose our children from this. Please know there will be a resurrection for those we lose and you will see her again. God knows their hearts and their pain. He is a loving God. He is the only hope for helping us with our pain. Stay strong. Prayer is all we have. Please Read

  • Shana by Shana, Florida
  • 10 years ago

I've been an addict for 8 long miserable years! I've tried everything to get off of roxys and always failed terribly. I have done it all. Numerous doctors, fake scripts, deliberate car accidents with friends! All the tricks in the book to continue getting high. I finally decided to go to treatment tomorrow evening, which will be March 5th 2012! So I was online looking for something special to put together for my family that they could have while I was away like poems and pictures, and I came across yours! I believe it was meant for me to see, incredibly real and beautiful emotion! I was getting anxious and scared, even started thinking maybe I won't go! I'll lie! Say my bed was supposed to be available but something happened and another counselor gave my bed away so now there will be a 4-6 week wait for me to get in.. HA! But not this time thanks to you! I truly owe you, I will not give in to the monster I am going and I have you to thank for that!

  • Denita Kennedy by Denita Kennedy, Georgia
  • 12 years ago

This poem was really good I started crying when I read it because my mom & dad were always like my best friends then they started doing drugs. It affected me & my 8 year old brother even now that they have quit the drugs they still aren't the same parents we once had & I don't think that we will ever have those same 2 people ever again.

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