Hey Boy...Hey Girl
Let me introduce myself to you
Most people call me "Crack" but I'm Jum to you
If I don't get you that first time second or third...
Addiction Poems - Page 3
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Poem About Crack Abuse
Hey Boy...Hey GirlFeatured Shared Story
I like this a lot because it tells you what this drug can do and then its tries to convince you to not do the drug. And that's all you really need in this kind of poem one where it explains...
I pray for the one who uses for the first time today...They wont want to leave, they'll want more so they'll stay...
They will do it for fun at first, or maybe even the high...They will like when they're using, they're far from being shy...
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Wow! Well said. I have complete mercy on the unfortunate soul who picks up for the first time today.
They shun their families and their friends
and sometimes they lose their babies..
They play a game they can never win...Featured Shared Story
isn't every word the truth????!!!??? A story I couldn't have said better myself. I have been there done that as an addict. Losing my girls, my place to live and the respect of my friends and...
Death By A Drunk Driver
One breath, one moment. First step, first smoke. We start out young. Innocent, unknowing. Yet as we grow, we learn. Learn of good and bad. The ways of the evil.
One more time you say. That's all it is, yet you said that same line last time. One more drink you say, then we'll go home. It all seemed fine, and your friends didn't mind. But as you drive, impaired and no seat belt, you start having second thoughts. She came out of nowhere. Your car was too close. You swerved to miss her, but it was too late.
One breath, one moment. One hit, one death. The sirens are wailing, bystanders shocked. Your friends are all scared, but you are the worst. Her death hangs over your head. A burden never to be forgotten.
The police officer's come over, grim faced and sad. They take you away, your friends all go too....
The time has come to say goodbye
Don't be sad, and please don't cry
The times we shared were full of fun
When I needed someone you were the one...Featured Shared Story
I like this poem, reminds me of my alcohol addiction when I was young. Dependent by the age of 15, I added spirits to everything, even my food. Soon enough I became a pill junkie, and no not...
Cocaine Is My Sweetest Friend
My sweetest friend has gone away
The price of love, I cannot pay
In times of need, my darkest hour
Twas YOU my friend, to whom I'd cower...Featured Shared Story
I never had trouble quitting cocaine and I had a $300 a day habit. My father had left me a substantial amount of money when he died and it was like the devil was waiting for that to happen. I...
You were born today
A gift from God
The blessing we waited for
Your small fingers, your tiny toes...Featured Shared Story
This poem really touched me! I have 3 beautiful kids of my own and I couldn't imagine losing them. It's a cold hard reality with the world were living in. So sad
a life that's wasted
a breath that's gone
he knows he's been fighting this addiction too long
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I'm so sorry to hear of your husband. You must be devastated. I'm addicted to oxycodone. I've been on them ten years and am due to be weaned off. I hate being the only addict in the family. I...
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