I just turned five, and I'm as curious as can be!
I just turned eight, and I'm full of energy!
I just turned ten, I'm so excited to be me!
But now I'm fifteen, and I'm addicted to smoking tree,
trying different types of drugs,
methamphetamine,
taken into custody,
and trying hard to flee,
learning what is right and wrong,
and all that's in between.
Living on the streets and learning how to live unseen.
Homeless shelters, jail cells,
places I no longer want to be.
Working towards the life I lost,
my home, my family. Occasional visits now and then,
that help my recovery.
Every day, I seem to learn
a neater strategy.
To fill the hole that's in my heart,
praying god will hear my plea,
I'm stronger than I once was,
I'm strong enough to be set free.
Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 4:51 PM UTC
I just turned five, and I'm as curious as can be!
I just turned eight, and I'm full of energy!
I just turned ten, I'm so excited to be me!
But now I'm fifteen, and I'm addicted to smoking tree,
trying different types of drugs,
methamphetamine,
taken into custody,
and trying hard to flee,
learning what is right and wrong,
and all that's in between.
Living on the streets and learning how to live unseen.
Homeless shelters, jail cells,
places I no longer want to be.
Working towards the life I lost,
my home, my family. Occasional visits now and then,
that help my recovery.
Every day, I seem to learn
a neater strategy.
To fill the hole that's in my heart,
praying god will hear my plea,
I'm stronger than I once was,
I'm strong enough to be set free.
A poem sharing the struggles of addiction and the constant battle one is to fight towards recovery.