Addiction Poems about Family - Page 4
People want to say bad things
And judge you for the monster you've become
But they don't know the truth
Of just how bad drugs have made you numb
This is not a story of a criminal
as you all would want to say
It's a sad sad story of a great hearted man
whose soul was slowly chipped away
He's been many great things to many people
But all you want to hear is the bad
We know the real person he is inside
Before the addiction, before things turned sad
Every day is like living in a nightmare
When you wake up to someone you don't know
To know that he is completely gone
The drugs have taken him and have complete control
Do you know how it feels to lose someone you love
To a drug that's more powerful than you?
You feel so helpless against it
You cry, you plea, "Please don't do this! I love you!"
Is it my fault? Could I have done more?
Am I the one to blame?
Why wasn't I just enough?
Questions that haunt me every day.
So go on and judge and make your accusations
Must be nice to be so perfect
No mistakes, no wrong turns
Always right, always correct
Make believe you know more than me
Go ahead and lie about every little bit
Whatever amuses yourselves
Because I really don't give a sh*t!
You don't know the pain he's suffered
The tears he's cried, he's taken a toll
We've all had to watch him deteriorate
From the great man we know to this lost soul
You are still my husband,
And I'll always be here to support you.
I won't let them beat you down. I'll put up a fight.
I'll do whatever I can to protect you.
I am so lost without you.
Many times I've asked God, "Why?"
But one thing I always know to be true,
I'll love you 'til the day that I die...Latest Shared Story
This poem really hit home. It reminded me so much of my oldest daughter's dad who is an addict and sitting in jail waiting to go to prison over his addiction. He was such a wonderful man...
62. An AddictFor My Sister
She chased the dragon into the night
Now we fear she will never see the light
She has so much to live for
But nothing can fill her emptiness more
She thinks everything can be fixed with a pill
Yet the cold still gives her a chill
And the hole she has dug
Will never be filled back up with a drug
She finds comfort in those who know her pain
But they aren't the ones to blame
Mommy tries so hard to believe the lies
Still seeing her baby girl in those blood shot eyes
Her sister gave up hope years ago
Could not cope with anymore hurt and sorrow
If only the love of your family could be enough
Don't know how much longer we can stay tough
We wonder where it all started
And how much more we can bare
What happened to my little sister with blonde hair
Always at the top of her class
Did she get cut when tasted the glass
Will she ever mend her wings again
Or is every breath she takes
bringing her closer to the end
63. What To SayPoem About Wanting Mom To Get Help
What do I say to the one who made me who I am today,
Despite, or maybe because, of the bad times.
I love her with all my heart, and that is why I am hurting.
Her lies and broken promises fill my mind now.
I want her to choose life,
I want her to want the help others are offering.
We have come to meet her halfway,
Where is she?
I pray to the Father to help.
Help her find her way.
Why can't she see what we see?
Why does she think we are stupid?
I long to know her again,
The real her.
She is so important in my life.
I want my kids to know her,
I hope she will see
Before it's too late.
The madness has to stop.Latest Shared Story
My mom died in 2010 due to what they are calling multiple drug toxicity. I think it was suicide; others believe overdose, but watching her spiral into what and where she was before she died...
64. To My DaughterDon't Follow In My Footsteps
To my daughter:
Most parents want their children
To grow up and follow in their footsteps ...
Raising children while fighting addiction
Is harder than you'd believe.
You take their birthday money,
The food from their mouth,
Just so you can enjoy one more round.
Another long night of flying high ...
When tomorrow comes,
It'll all be all right.
You'll make that promise --
over and over again.
Then the cocaine is delivered
And another long night begins.
Yes, I was a bad mom
And I can't take that back.
But eleven years clean,
I'm finally on the right track.
I've tried hard all those years
To make up for what I'd done.
Then my baby comes to me
"Mom, I'm addicted to Heroin."
Why didn't I notice?
Did I not see the signs?
Or, because I think she is perfect,
Did I turn a blind eye?
Where did I go wrong?
What have I done?
The shame pours over me,
The damage is done.
She's just like her mama,
She's proven that fact.
Down the road to destruction.
When will she hit bottom ... so she can come back?
We will fight this together
And the journey begins.
But Mama can't win
With her group of friends.
I know that she's hurting,
I know how it feels.
But the Doctor will cure it
With a handful of pills.
She will fail over and over again.
Just like her Mama, an addict 'til the end.
I have to be strong now,
She's getting the help.
But it's so painful not sleeping
Knowing she's laying there
In a cell -- crying herself to sleep.
I'll see her on visiting days.
I'll try to be strong.
She's just following my footsteps
And someday she'll be the mom.
I love you baby,
MomLatest Shared Story
My daughter has been addicted to drugs for the past year. She has disowned her whole family. I take care of my grandson. She hates me for that, but she gave him to me. Now she's losing him in...
65. Daddy's Memory
Your memory is all I have left
of our good times through the years
you spent many years in and out of prison,
and losing you again was one of my biggest fears.
I thought the drugs were gone,
but you covered it with a lie
the pain from my heart goes to my eyes
and all I do is cry.
I'm angry at the choices you have made,
but I can't lie, I still love and miss you dearly.
The good times are blurred by the bad,
I hated our fights, I hated the tears, I hated the violence,
where is the man I shadowed those many years ago?
There are many things in this life I will never know.
I see the drugs have taken my daddy away,
and I'm not sure I can ever get him back,
but I just want you to know I still love you.
I try and erase you from my memory but it's not working...
Daddy, I miss you! Where did you go?
Please come back...I love you, I need you,
time is passing fast!
Don't you wanna watch me and Travis grow?Latest Shared Story
66. The Raging Tide
I walked away from home so early
Set out across the nation wide
I found in sorrow life's true measure
With just a thumb I hitched a ride
City parks with tramps and strangers
A welcome to a fire's side
Lurking eyes just beyond the shadows
Swept away in reality's tide
I met a welfare lady dancing
Around a bush to praise the sky
Her six kids had almost nothing
Yet bathed in love they smiled wide
She said she saw that I was hungry
And took me to her family's home
She fed me love by the spoonful
It was like an amusement ride
The ganja gods their mist seductive
Lured me to a twist of fate
A monkey appeared on my shoulders
And always stayed right by my side
Illusions cast a strange new vision
A supple state of unawareness
Neon flowers and melting faces
A psilocybin and acid tide
The monkey used his hands as blinders
So lost became a natural state
Family was little more than a memory
Yet hidden deep were seeds of strength
I met a man who promised pleasure
And money too; it seemed a deal
Piercing my soul to bind my spirit
He carefully spread my defenses wide
Soon it seems my senses found me
And struggled hard to clear the fog
Storms wreaked havoc and confusion
And when it cleared I still was lost
The man he said to seek redemption
To call on him when I was through
The monkey said he'd make it better
His claws dug in to stay and ride
Fears and frights soon came upon me
And secrets tore my soul to shreds
Yet I held tightly to the pieces
Yearning for some daily bread
Staring out from behind the curtains
Paranoia held me in his arms
Assuring me that they were coming
And ever staying by my side
Somewhere inside a seed had sprouted
And for a moment the skies grew clear
A ray of love somehow had found me
To warm my soul, my mother's touch
Strength grew fast in fertile soil
My will somehow had found its voice
Reaching out I grasped for security
Resisting hard the under tide
I pleaded for some help from Jesus
And demons came in robes for me
Openly they praised the glory
On the altar robes held open wide
Yet in the darkness of their secrets
They stole the very best from me
Without esteem and bound but anger
I vowed to let the monkey ride
I turned away from God and heaven
And danced among the living dead
Waiting for some insightful moment
And dying slowly, no heart inside
Then came a voice that brought back anger
And a hand reached out from in the fog
It grabbed and grabbed 'til it caught me
And pulled me from the relentless tide
There on the beach I found redemption
My eyes were finally open wide
The monkey left and found another
Because he always likes to ride
The storms were raging all around me
Yet my mind was clear on every side
I walked the beach and picked up morsels
Left behind by the raging tide
67. My HeroMy Brother
You're more than just a brother to me,
You are my hero, but you might not see.
I care about you more than you could know,
But sometimes I get mad at you and it just doesn't show.
You found someone you loved, and she loves you back,
It was true love, it's as simple as that.
You were with her every chance you could,
I missed hanging out with you, but you never understood.
You hung out with the crowd and got hooked on drugs,
You started to forget about the things that you loved.
Baseball and sports were what you would do,
But alcohol and drugs were what you would choose.
You changed your life around, grew up and moved away,
But you are my hero and that will never change.Latest Shared Story
Don't worry, you will see him one day. May god bless you, and don't forget wherever your brother is he still loves you. After all, you are his sister.
Poem About Overcoming Addiction
Who knew the person to save me
would come as an unborn baby?
I know that I want you around as much as could be,
but who would leave their child with someone like me?
I know my sister loves me and it's not to hurt.
She's told me all along I'll always have her support,
but when someone is so wrapped up in drugs,
it's easy to say things and hand out some hugs.
but the love as an aunt came at me so strong,
I knew I could change and it wouldn't take long.
I have till September, I told myself,
so I'm taking this life and putting it back on the shelf.
A good friend I knew would help me get though,
a friendship so long, a friendship so true.
So I'll pack up my things a few months, that's all.
I'll miss my loved ones but be back in the fall.Latest Shared Story
That was a powerful poem that spoke to me on so many levels. I am a recovering heroin addict. I've now been clean for almost two months. I'm in a treatment centre. Your poem really resonates...
Your words seem slurred and jumbled
As if you're not making any sense
Eyes red like you're lacking sleep
And you always seem to be tense
Too bad you can't see yourself
When you're in such a state
Couldn't you ever come home sober?
For that day, I'll have to wait
Shattered dreams and a broken home
It's all you've ever given us
The good memories we've shared with you
Are replaced with the not so wondrous
A father you've never been to us
A husband my mother once knew
You've spent more time in bars than home
With us it's less than a few
What happened to our lives together
Why did you throw it all away?
We'd be there if only you'd say the word
But liquor can't comfort you till you're gray.
All our savings, every single dime
You've squandered away with ease
Spent on alcohol throughout the years
You couldn't stop even when we begged please
There were also the times of violence
When you would throw things around
Cursing us for no apparent reason
As if you picked us up from the dog pound
What did we do to deserve this treatment?
Our whole lives are filled with dread
If only you could feel what we did
You'd understand the words I've said
But now we've grown up, it's far too late
The damage is already done
I'll never regain lost childhood days
And who knows where my mother has gone
But you should be proud of my brother
He's turned out just like you
Alcohol seems to be his life now
To your legacy he stays true
I've learned from you in a different way
Alcohol is my sworn enemy
Sorry to say, I don't want to be like you
To me the most important thing is family.Latest Shared Story
Amen. Prayers for anyone who suffers from addiction and for all of the lives that are touched by a person's addiction, as well. Blessings on you for the rest of your life.
70. DadPoem About Wanting Dad's Love And Affection
Dad and I never got along
Our relationship wasn't very strong
I love my dad so much
I wish that we could keep in touch
Dad always uses liquor as an excuse
For all my child abuse
He doesn't even seem to try
And that's why I had to say goodbye
He says he doesn't care
But every night I make a prayer
That someday he will realize
That he's the one I idolize
I don't want it to be this way
I want to get along some day
You're more of a stranger than a dad
And that's why I feel so bad
I want you to know that I'm your son
I want to spend time with you and have some fun
I know inside that you want to try
But you always end up making me cry
71. Dear AddictionPoem About What Addiction Does
I've always made you first in life,
and now for that, I completely pay the price.
You've caused me so much pain,
made me go crazy and insane.
I've conned, I've lied, I'd steal anything for that next pill,
anything for that next drink, never did I think.
I've done so much I regret,
I hate myself for and you I blame 100%.
I've lost family, I've lost friends,
now I'm alone fighting you and I'll fight you till the end.
I'd lie in bed day after day,
praying and praying for my life to drift away.
The tears were never ending,
the fears were descending.
Insane fights. He left me alone tonight.
Blood covering all my space,
I'll never forget that look on Braydon's face.
Grandma cried today,
I wish more than anything I could take her pain away
I made her cry. Why?! It wasn't me.
Trust and believe, it wasn't me.
Locked up. Steel bars surround me,
reaching out to someone, anyone.
I can't breathe, I can't see.
Isolation, suffocation, what did you do to me?!
I went out for drinks while he was sleeping.
What was I thinking?
The stuff you made me do,
every day I continue to think through.
I'm admitted again,
I'm all cut up from beginning to end.
The cuts relieve my pain,
the pain that has been slowly driving me insane.
To feel the blade dig into my skin,
it's an amazing feeling, a comforting feeling.
Yet every time it's over I feel I have sinned.
Shame, Embarrassment, Loneliness, Heartache, and Emptiness,
Let me go,
Let me be.
Dear Addiction, set me free.
72. HopeWill You Beat This Addiction?
The kids are bathed.
Everyone's teeth are brushed.
As we lay down to bed
The house seems so hushed.
So lonely and empty without my baby
So different in here with you away.
I wonder what you're doing right now
And how was your day?
Did it get better after I left?
Did you start to adjust?
Did you start to form friendships?
Or just do what you must?
Will you beat this addiction?
Will it ever go away?
Or is it going to come back
Day after day?
History has shown
How hard it can be,
Wanting something so bad
That you just can't see.
You can't see the future,
What wonderful things it could hold.
You can't see past the next bottle
Of what you consider liquid gold.
Life isn't always easy
And so you take yet another drink.
Drown out your sorrows,
Make you not think.
You don't want to feel.
For a few hours the pain goes away.
But everything around you
Is dying more and more each day.
Relationships that were good
Are fading fast.
People that love you,
Telling you this chance is your last.
Where do you turn?
Who do you trust?
The bottle or the woman?
Choose one you must.
It isn't easy to admit you need help.
You've always been the one in control.
The strong one it seemed,
Now you're the one in the hole.
Down in the hole
"Does anyone hear me?
Someone help me, I pray."
"I know I need it
But I'm not sure I want it.
I can't control it
But it's hard to admit.
I think I can do it.
This time it will be.
There's more at stake than ever,
More than just me."
"I want it for myself,
But also there's more.
I've got others to think about
Before I walk out this door."
You've hurt a lot of people,
Broken a lot of trusts,
Drinking the days away
While others look on in disgust.
It hurts them to watch you
Bring yourself down.
Killing yourself slowly
As in the alcohol you drown.
Please let this help
I pray that you stay.
I love you so much
And can't stand to have you away.
But away it must be
As you sort out your life.
Getting the help you need,
Overcoming the strife.
So we can again be a family,
Together once more.
I'll welcome you gladly
When you go out that door.
Out of a life of addiction
And into a life anew,
Back into my arms
With a great big thank you.
Thank you for trying.
Thank you for staying.
Thank you for overcoming.
Thank you for not straying.
I'm here for you always.
You're making me proud.
I know it's not easy
To pull away from the crowd.
It's what you've always known.
It's everywhere you turn.
The life of an addict,
But for more you yearn.
That's why I'm here to support you
In any way I can.
I love you forever.
You'll always be my man.Latest Shared Story
This made me cry mostly because I'm am the addict and as I read this it was as if my children were speaking. I've been clean for over a year but they are with their grandparents and they...
73. When We ThinkDruggie Mom
When we sit and we think
about our childhood and what you did
We wonder why you did those things
You made us cry and you didn't care
you said you were sorry but you were never there
Mom, I love you and I want you to know you made me brave
and I thank you for that
If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so strong
My sister and I are the strongest girls I know
we have been through so much, you wouldn't even know
I hope you are happy
I love you though
Your DaughterLatest Shared Story
I was an addict too. I've been sober little over a year once I found out my sober, drug free girlfriend was pregnant I knew I had to change and I did for my son and so we could be a family...
My Uncle Is Slowly Drinking Himself To Death
When you came to visit you seemed just fine
But what we didn't know was that you were slowly drinking your life away
You have been like a second father to me
A second friend, an extra shoulder to cry on
So why are you still drinking from that bottle
The doctors said NO; this was your final chance of life
Why when God gave you a second chance of life you secretly wanted it to end
We all love you, and as we sit here and wait, the only thing we see is this sad underlying story
Of a man who no longer felt life was worth living
So we really don't mind now if it is your time to go
We all tried our hardest
But now we are letting you go
If you feel this is the right decision then we support you
But just remember your daughter will be sitting, never able to forgive you
Your son is so young he will never be able to understand
Your wife still loves you
We all loved you, so please don't go
But if that is the choice, the decision you make, we have no say in it anymore
So your last and final words we hear are IM SORRY as you take your final sip that slipped you in a body bag
Drug Addicts Poem
Wake up wanting and needing heroin.
Go to bed wanting and needing heroin.
90 days clean and I am missing the feeling
Rushing through my veins like comets in the sky
Eyes closing, head nodding low
No pain to feel, no pain to worry about
Life runs on while I fly on
The dreams of using getting to me more and more
90 days clean and I am missing the feeling
Rushing through my veins like comets in the sky
When I am bored that is the worst
Thoughts start running through my head
Questions of the reason I gave it up
Questioning myself, is this what I really want
90 days clean and I am missing the feeling
Rushing through my veins like comets in the sky
Then it hits me why I decided to stop
I want to live to see my kids grow old.
I want to live to love and to care again
90 days clean and I will always miss that feeling.Latest Shared Story
I'm 21 and have been clean from heroin for 5 months now and its not any easier today then it was the day I quit. Addiction is so misperceived any how I loved this poem great job
76. DaddyJust To Do Drugs
Daddy, thank you for being so proud of me.
A football player, that's what I'm going to be,
I score, I win one more,
But now I'm doing things against the law.
You told me to have so much pride,
But now I cannot hold my head up high.
Smash, bang, slam, shatter,
Everybody is asking what is the matter.
I'm covered in blood; I wish I did not do them pills,
Daddy, all I'm seeing is bloody hills,
I punched, I kicked him, I put a bottle to his head.
Daddy, I'm not sure if he is lying there dead,
Minus 10 degrees my body freeze,
Daddy help me I'm on my hands and knees,
My body has turned into a earthquake vibration,
I cant make it to be a hospital patient,
My small blue eyes as big as the sun,
My girlfriend she was such a Hun,
I feel like I have been stabbed by a thousand knives,
My girlfriend said pills ruin lives,
Oh yeah daddy I'm not with her any more,
I broke her heart to go against the law,
I think I'm going to have to say goodbye so soon,
Daddy this was not to my expectations,
The highs were all in my imagination,
My teeth eating away at my gums,
I just hope tomorrow comes.Latest Shared Story
This poem really has touched me. I know these things really do happen. I'm only 15, but it brought tears to my eyes. I have been through a lot with most of my family members on pills. and how...
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