Addiction Poem

This is something I wrote in the deepest part of my addiction. I am proud to say that I am in recovery now but still wanted to share.

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Thank you for sharing your story. It made me cry. I have a master too. Gave him 3 years of myself. I ended it so many times because all he does is break me down, but somehow I can't let go....

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My Master

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Published: August 2010

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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Has this poem touched you? Share your story!
  • by Theresa Kim
  • 10 months ago

I've been an addict for six years now and I just can't stop. It has become my everything and consumed me entirely.

  • by Jenny Brits
  • 11 months ago

Thank you for sharing your story. It made me cry. I have a master too. Gave him 3 years of myself. I ended it so many times because all he does is break me down, but somehow I can't let go. I'm addicted to his ways and to his control. I can't move on and keep on going back. All he ever says is, "I knew you'd be back." I can't fight him anymore, and he knows it.

  • by Lisa Neer
  • 4 years ago

I'm a addict still. Started with a script 5 yrs. ago. Went to sniffing pilled. Today I'm a heroin addict. I can't stop no matter what. Even for my children I can't. How pathetic is that?! Rehab I need. I just don't know where to start. My husband also is a heroin addict. We are killing each other.

  • by Joei, Cincinnati Oh
  • 4 years ago

This poem broke my heart and made me break down and cry like I haven't done in many years. When I was reading this it was as if this person was writing about my life. I too am a mother and fought an addiction to oxy for years. I was given this medication after a surgery went horribly wrong. Without warning this nasty little medication took over my life, it took a hold of my soul and controlled me for several years. I know first hand the struggle, pain, self-disappointment and heart break this person wrote so powerfully about. I have been in recovery and clean for 4 years. Thank you for be so strong and brave and sharing your personal journey through hell.

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