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Sheila M King
Poems
Jun 2016
DRUG ADDICTION
I once was an addict hooked on the dope
Thought I had to have it in this world to cope
Smoking some *** every now and then, one led to another in a world of sin
Inhale it, shoot it,snort it up the nose;into the bloodstream and heart it goes
***, speed, ******* or crack with any kind of drug there's no turning back
It will take you to places you never been before get you addicted to keep wanting more
Hunted by junkies pushers and tricks mostly by users who need a quick fix
More valued than diamonds more precious than gold use them just once and you too will be sold
All kinds of people have fallen under the wings just look around to see results of the sting
Drugs are addicting to all those who use the very first time can lead to abuse
They will destroy your life and your families as well becoming an addict is the world headed for hell
It's hard to break free once you're addicted then it's too late when your tried and convicted
Charged with possession or with intent doesn't matter exactly the way that you went
Once you have been busted you've committed the crime you could end up like me had possession got time
Did not think it could happen especially to me; too high to accept the reality
Drawn up in a needle first mixed in a spoon, too late to get high got high too soon
Register the blood back through the vein -was in one hell of a mixture to feel no pain
Feel the flow it happens so fast the rush so good but too short to last
But look ahead on down the line addicted to drugs is the end that you'll find
You won't have money to pay the bills can't afford the rent got your high to feel the need now all the money is spent
The kids need shoes the kids need clothes don't have food to eat sold the food stamps for some dope to the dealer down the street
Step on it play with it whatever you want it to call no matter how good or bad you still must sell it all
Wheel it, deal it, sell and sling it, need the cash to recop
Barely get by barely get high, barely does the addiction stop
There is no life in doing drugs; I learned the reason that day
When they took my home, took my kids, took my freedom away
Prison has helped change my life to get my head on straight
I still have an outlook on life when I thought it was to late
There is still a future, now have freedom and life -
Still “mom” to my kids and still my husband’s wife
Being clean, keeping busy helps me cope, keeps my mind off doing dope
Today, I’m living life to the fullest, even with my prior conviction
I can say I’m happy today and clean from my drug addiction
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Written by
Sheila M King
Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)
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