Most fathers recall when their children were born -
that instant bond that could never be torn.
Most fathers watch as their children grow
Addiction Poems about Family - Page 6
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Poem Wishing You Were Like Most Fathers
Most fathers recall when their children were born -Featured Shared Story
My son became a father on 9-9-09 and he has neglected his son because he is always at the bar. He even let him move to Michigan with his mother because he didn't want to take care of him or...
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.Featured Shared Story
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...
Poem About Walking Away From Cocaine
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.Featured Shared Story
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...
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.Featured Shared Story
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...
Poem About Crack Cocaine
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?Featured Shared Story
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...
Poem 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.Featured 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...
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,Featured Shared Story
I know your pain, but when the state removed my children over a positive drug test for meth, I was given a list of things to do and was told if I didn't do them, I would lose my kids and my...
Poem About Missing Drugs
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 skyFeatured 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
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