everything is wrong
nothing is right
If I had a wish
I would re-live that night...
Drug Abuse Poems - Page 2
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everything is wrongFeatured Shared Story
I was 13. My mom was gone and my dad didn't want me. I swore to my grandparents I would never do the things my mom did to me, but one night my best friend at the time told me that we were...
Popping pills in the morning,
Popping pills at night.
Cutting deep into my skin,
holding my blade tight....Featured Shared Story
I enjoyed reading this poem. I can totally relate to it because of personal issues of my own. I'm glad you were able to break the chains that bound you to the lifestyle. I'll be reading more...
I'm lucky that I have the parents that I do,
you would be lucky if you had them too.
They don't have a lot of money because they spend too much on me,
they can now barely afford the Toronto parking fee. ...Featured Shared Story
My name is Fiona. I'm a mother of two. You didn't care what you were about to do...
You took away loads a memories of times in my life. You took away the way I viewed myself. You put me...
Poem By A Recovering Addict
Crystal was once my friend.
She was always there for me
Whenever I was in need.
She helped me through my ups and downs,Featured Shared Story
I relate - of course I do. I relate to the addiction though. Not to being an "ex" addict. Because after all these years, I'm still struggling. The drug has changed - more than twice. I'm...
I take my second big hit
The dark room becomes lit
It's starting to make me feel good
Just like it should...Featured Shared Story
I'm starting to become a piece of my pipe, when I light the tip and I start to hit, I become the brownness and the white, the fire hits the smoke comes out how did I get here and how do I get...
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