21. I Never Asked You To Be My Dad
I never asked you to be my Dad,
To slap me around and treat me so bad.
I never asked you to drink alcohol,
I never asked for anything at all.
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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...
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22. Goodbye, Mister 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 StoryWow! 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...
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23. My Papa's Waltz
Famous Poem
The whiskey on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy;
But I hung on like death:
Such waltzing was not easy. -
24. Dear Daddy...
I haven't seen you
And it kills me,
But what can I do?
I can't set you free! -
25. Who Are You To Judge?
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 numbFeatured Shared StoryThis 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...
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26. The Shooting Star
The shooting stars we used to see,
Up in the sky, just you and me,
Those are the times I hold so dear,
Laughing, joking, we had no fear.Featured Shared StoryThis poem hit home for me. I have a brother who I used to be best friends with. We did everything together, even after I found out that he was addicted to heroin and crack. I would ask him to...
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27. My Josh
In my mind I hold a picture
Of how we used to be.
For everything you needed
You could turn to me.Featured Shared StoryThere 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...
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28. Daughter Of An Addict
As I went away,
You wasted another day.
I guess I wasn't as important
As you used to say. -
29. My Last Pain
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 StoryMy 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...
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30. Your Life, Our Woes
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 tenseFeatured Shared StoryAmen. 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.
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31. An Addict
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 -
32. Just One More Day
Just one more use; it's not abuse
To make it through my day
Just one more day is all I want -
33. Hope
The kids are bathed.
Everyone's teeth are brushed.
As we lay down to bed
The house seems so hushed.Featured Shared StoryThis 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...
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34. Why?
Why do you do this to me again and again?
I am your family, I am your friend,
But it just seems you only love it,
The thing that's turning your life to spit. -
35. Vicodin
I thought you were my friend.
You wouldn't cause any pain,
but little did I know,
you'd make me go insane. -
36. Truly Drug Free
I was there when you fell in the ditch,
I was there when cocaine made you itch.
I was there upon your first cry.
I was there when you wanted to know why. -
37. Girl And Boy
In her life there was some joy.
Then one day she met a boy.
He seemed to take away her tears. -
38. Help Me Momma
A 16 year old boy alone in his room,
nothing left in his life but gloom.
He cleans up the kitchen empty of food,Featured Shared StoryMy mom and I used to be so close. We both had the same drug of choice, meth, and cleaned up in 2007 together. We bonded over it. Talked about it. Grew from it. I even lived with her for about...
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