That monkey on your back,
He's a tricky little guy.
I thought that he was dead and gone.
I thought he said goodbye.
Addiction Poems about Family - Page 3
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Poem About My Relationship With An Addict
That monkey on your back,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...
A Letter To A Drug Dealer.
As you read this letter
I want you to know the devastationFeatured Shared Story
My name is Dylan, and I am 17 years old. I started selling drugs when I was twelve because my mom and dad where dope fiends. I had to take care of my sister who can't walk. I had to feed her,...
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...
Me And You Hand In Hand
I don't know what you're going through
I just know the things you say
and the symptoms that occur
are the same each passing dayFeatured Shared Story
I really like your poem, and I understand your pain. I lost my husband to an accidental overdose 4 months ago, and I am really struggling and grieving. I miss him every second of every day....
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...
The Monster's Name Is DOPE
In my mind I hold a picture
Of how we used to be
For everything you needed
You could turn to me.Featured Shared Story
There is something worse than death or jail. It's the land of nothingness full of evil spirits and lost souls. That place where you can't die and you have no one or nothing. This keeps me...
Another spill down the drain,
one more pill to drown my pain.
Is it a cover up or a disguise
I don't think I'll ever stop and realize.Featured Shared Story
My husband has always battled with addiction. We have been together for 14 1/2 years. About 3 years ago he was really strung out on meth and pain pills, to the point that I was completely...
Poem For Those Who Love An Addict
*An addict I'm not...
so he pushes me away
hoping I won't see it and lead him astray
*An addict I'm not...Featured Shared Story
I pray you got the help you needed and were able to let him go! Unfortunately for my ex-husband (now 7 years), he is still heavily addicted to meth, no job (he's a master carpenter), and has...
Poem About Mother Choosing Drugs Over Child
I'm 16 and wondering if I fill your shoes
Moving slowly while avoiding all your wrong moves
Looking at your pictures feeling nothing but fear
You're so far away but your love seems nearFeatured Shared Story
Wow, this pretty much hit the spot. My mom has been in prison for the past 8 years due to actions she has made from crack and cocaine, me and her are very close now and I love her to death,...
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