Addiction Poem about Family

Poem About Mother Choosing Drugs Over Child

I'm adopted. My mom chose drugs over me. I was taken away right after she had me. Then she went straight back to jail. I grew up hating her because I just didn't understand why she did those things until one day I finally found my real dad and he told me everything. It wasn't her fault. I understand now that she did love me and that she did want me but drugs took over her life. She did a lot of things that I'm actually ashamed of for her. She gets out of prison when I turn 27; I'm 16 right now.

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Wow, this pretty much hit the spot. My mom has been in prison for the past 8 years due to actions she has made from crack and cocaine, me and her are very close now and I love her to death,...

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I Still Love You, Mama

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Published: July 2011

I'm 16 and wondering if I fill your shoes
Moving slowly while avoiding all your wrong moves
Looking at your pictures feeling nothing but fear
You're so far away but your love seems near
Waiting for that day when I can jump into your arms
Forgetting all the pain, the tears, the harm
I blame drugs for putting you behind bars
It took away everything that was meant to be ours
You gave me away and you now say you want me back
But just 15 years ago didn't you let me go for crack
You could have held on tight and told me you loved me
But now all I'm left with is thoughts of what could be
Please don't get me wrong, I'm not at all mad at you
You're my mother, it will always be just us two
I know God will always protect what's his
You made mistakes but you're still his kid

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  • Madison R. by Madison R.
  • 5 years ago

Wow, this pretty much hit the spot. My mom has been in prison for the past 8 years due to actions she has made from crack and cocaine, me and her are very close now and I love her to death, but I just want her to come home. She comes home in 2020, when I'll be 22. I'm 15 now and I'm counting down the days until then.

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