I smell the whiskey on your breath.
And you beg for me to put your temper to the test.
You slap me around and call me names.
Mom, I'm sick of playing these games.
Addiction Poems about Family - Page 2
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Poem About Abusive Alcoholic
I smell the whiskey on your breath.Featured Shared Story
Wow. This brought back so many painful memories for me, and I can relate to everything you have written. No one who has not been through this will ever understand our pain or our sorrow, our...
Poem To My Meth Addict Husband
You act like I know nothing about it, but I know enough.
I know what it has done to you, I know what it's done to us.
You're no longer a real person, more like a puppet on a string.
Every single move you make is controlled by methamphetamine.Featured Shared Story
Where to begin? My husband is a crystal meth addict. He says he started using it about 2 years ago. Before that he was using cocaine here and there. The dealer didn't have cocaine and instead...
Poem About My Relationship With An Addict
That monkey on your back,
He's a tricky little guy.
I thought that he was dead and gone.
I thought he said goodbye.Featured Shared Story
I can relate a lot to this as well. I'm married to an addict. He just got out of prison this month and is already back in jail for meth. He's 40 years old and we have four kids together, and...
Sister Addicted To Drugs Poem
What happened is what I ask myself every day?
What was she thinking knowing she'd be putting her life to waste?
This is my sister, and I love her with all my heart,
But doing drugs has only kept us far apart.Featured Shared Story
Well I had been using heroin for 4 to 5 years and no attempt to stop worked..nothing worked! I was in a crazy relationship and we both used..I hid it from my friends and family but they knew...
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 Meth Controlling A Person
You think you have control,
But I am the one who has it.
You do not, not in the least bit.
I make you cry because if I don't, then people wonder why.Featured Shared Story
I began to use meth when I was 16. Growing up as a child, it seemed as though I wasn't loved or cared for. Violence took a toll in the family. Father was a meth addict. Mother was an...
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...
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