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broken sobriety

Contributed by Daniellemarie on Tuesday, 30th November 2010 @ 03:56:27 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



Winter is here and holidays are hard for people like me.
Shame is what I feel with each empty baggy that I scrape.
Along with a dagger in my mothers heart. They think im
clean and sober as I lie and lie all along. The guilty feeling
eats away at me and all I wish for is to live a normal life.
Those pretty earings dad gave me last christmas with the
diamond flowers have been sold along with my soul. I long
to overdose and be dead and gone for I have failed everyone
I love and myself. Im sick of my pity partys and im sick to my
stomach of myself. I try to kick it lord I try, but the chills and
the pain just never seem to pass. I look back and try to find
the girl I used to be, the one who swore she would never do
such terrible things I have done. It's true what they say we
all become what we promised ourselves we would never
be like. It could happen to anyone noone is immune to this.
So take a picture and point your fingers in disgust, I look so
normal and healthy but im just a minute away from a heart
attack. Noone knows the extent of my addiction like I do.
You think your kids are safe behind your picket fences but
heroin is the new surburban white kids drug.




Copyright © Daniellemarie ... [ 2010-11-30 15:56:27]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: broken sobriety (User Rating: 1 )
by Jonathon_J_Young on Wednesday, 1st December 2010 @ 10:01:40 AM AEST
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i like how you pour yourself out in this poem. i do drugs myself and know what addiction is like. you do have the strength its just you can't let a relapse destroy all faith in yourself. its only to make up your mind to try and quit again. at least you try which means you have initiative. isolate yourself if you must. you got heart.


Re: broken sobriety (User Rating: 1 )
by Butterflyperfect on Thursday, 2nd December 2010 @ 01:51:16 PM AEST
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I can feel the emotion in this. Pain is powerful, but not invincible. You can overcome anything. The hardest part is making it through the pain and the easy excuse for an escape. I can understand what you are going through in this, but always remember that you are never alone.


Re: broken sobriety (User Rating: 1 )
by Outspoken on Friday, 3rd December 2010 @ 08:36:48 PM AEST
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Quite the message with that last line, a powerful read.


Re: broken sobriety (User Rating: 1 )
by T-Bear on Saturday, 25th December 2010 @ 09:37:32 AM AEST
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You are strong..I see it in your poem..it takes a strong person to put thier soul on paper, then let people read it. baby steps to begin the journey. Be safe!




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