or sign in with e-mail
by Sheila King Feb 23, 2016 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I once was an addict hooked on the dope Thought I had to have it in this world to cope Smoking some pot 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 Pot, speed, cocaine 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