I have a love for meth that no one can understand.
And nothing in this world can make me feel the way she can.
Since the first time I met her I knew she was the one.
Never questioning or judging me despite the things I've done.
Thank you for your sharing your words! I am an addict and have struggled with it most of my life. I came from a very privileged home and had every opportunity handed to me, but I was hiding...
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Now who's that knocking on my brain?
I hope it's not you, Mister Cocaine.
Because Mr. Cocaine, you and I are through,
And so is the fake fun that I had with you.
Wow! You really started using a deadly drug at a very young age. I do congratulate you that you have been clean now for four years. That is a humongous accomplishment for someone who used as...
She puts it to her lips with ease,
just hurting deep inside.
Tried to hide the pain away,
to get that one last high.
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I never asked you to be my Dad,
To slap me around and treat me bad.
I never asked you to drink alcohol,
I never asked for anything at all.
Your poems really touched me. I have a dad who drinks and parties a lot on weekdays. My brother and I don't like it at all. He beats me when he's drunk. I cry at night wishing my late mom can...
It feels so right, what an evil treat.
Hunger pains gnaw yet you cannot eat.
You'll never defeat this hell you've created.
Is it everything you anticipated?
Fantastic words and all so true. I've been an addict for 30 years. I'm almost 50 years old, and I can't give up the pipe. It takes all my money, and it's taken my soul. I was a nice person...
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.
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...
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Most days I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs.
I want my mother back; who is this monster you have become?
I really haven't known who you are for quite a while,
Dear addicts & families, I too was a mom, addicted to cocaine for 20 years and meth for four, before beating all substances and drink. 13th April 2018 at 56, I quit completely. I am 4 years...
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
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
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
In your everyday life you search for glory.
I'm addicted to meth and here is my story.
I went to high school just like you did.
I even had three kids,
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