Drug Addiction
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 up the nose-
Into the bloodstream, and to the heart it goes
Pot, speed, cocaine, or crack
With any kinda drug there's no turning back
It will take you to places you've never been before
Get you addicted, to keep wanting more
Hunted by junkies, pushers and plain clothes 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 wing-
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'll destroy your life-and your families as well
Becoming an addict is a world headed for hell
It's ahrd to break free once your addicted
Then it's to late-when your tried and convicted
Straight up "possession" or "with intent"-
Doesn't matter exactly the way that ya went
Once your busted, you've committed the crime
You could end up like me, had possession, got time
Didn't think it could happen, especially to me
Too high to accept reality
Drawed up in a needle-first mixed in a spoon
Too late to get real high-got high too soon
Register the blood, back through the vein
One hell of a mixture, to feel no pain
Feel the flow, it happens so fast
The rush so good but to short to last
-But look ahead on down the line
Addicted to drugs is the end you'll find
Don't have money to pay the bills, can't afford the rent
Got your high to feel the need, now all the money's spent
Kids need shoes, kids need clothes, don't have food to eat
Sold the foodstamps for some dope- to the dealer down the street
Step on it, cut it, played to much- which ever word ya call
No matter how good or bad, ya still must sell it all
Wheel it, deal it, sell and sling it, needing cash to "recop"
Barley get by, barley got high, barley, does the addiction stop
-There's 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 help 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 and still have life
Still "Mom" to the kids and still my husband's wife
Being clean and happy helps me to cope, keeps my mind off doing dope
I'm living life to the fullest, even though I have this prior conviction
I am happy each day, as I stand here and say "Today, I am clean from my drug addiction"........
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