My Addiction Poem By David L.
Drinking and Drugging, was my lifes new high
I never thought so soon, that I would shed a tear and cry
The higher I got, the better I would feel
These moments of Drunkenness, were stronger than steel
These moments of Drunkenness, were stronger than steel
The people I hung out with, to drink and to drug
It made me into, what you'd call a thug
It made me into, what you'd call a thug
I would steal, and beg, just to get high
My money was gone as soon as I got by
My money was gone as soon as I got by
This never ending story, this story of me
I never understood how horrible this can be
I never understood how horrible this can be
I soon realized, that the high i sought for
Became my Additicion , that led my life from the core
Became my Additicion , that led my life from the core
These friends I called friends, were never there for me
There only concern, was to get high as can be
There only concern, was to get high as can be
I needed the help, and I knew it was there
The help that I needed, the help that would care
The help that I needed, the help that would care
For the many moments of using, I soon found the truth
I was drinking my parents, nasty vermouth
I was drinking my parents, nasty vermouth
My parents did notice, the bottles were filled less
I felt the urge, that I needed to confess
I felt the urge, that I needed to confess
Whether drugs or alcohol, whatever it was
I had to do something, to stop this cause
I had to do something, to stop this cause
I went to my first meeting, of alcoholics anonymous
When the meeting was over, it couldn't have been more obvious
When the meeting was over, it couldn't have been more obvious
That my using, my addiction had brought me to an end
I knew it were meetings ,that I needed to attend
I knew it were meetings ,that I needed to attend
Even though I am sober, I must not forget
It would be worse and more horrible, than our national debt
It would be worse and more horrible, than our national debt
The rehabs and hospitals, where I been so many times
The horrible things I did, would be considered crimes
The horrible things I did, would be considered crimes
I wake up everyday, feeling clean as I can be
No more headaches, and nausea, and the feeling of being free
No more headaches, and nausea, and the feeling of being free
Of alcohol and drugs, When I once used
My family my friends, whom all I've abused
My family my friends, whom all I've abused
I will always be an Addict, I'll always know that
If I don't go to the meetings, I will just fall flat
If I don't go to the meetings, I will just fall flat
In a hospital or homeless, a situation where iv 'e been
I feel if I use, I'll be creating a sin
I feel if I use, I'll be creating a sin
Waking up feeling sober, and clean as I can see
Shows me the way to a new life, the one that's for me
Shows me the way to a new life, the one that's for me
Thank You All For Reading This Poem
David L. ( Recovering Alcoholic/Addict)
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