An Addict No More



I was once a drug addict

I was hopeless

I had nothing to lose

I was thought of by society

As a mindless fool

It doesn’t matter that addicts

Come from all walks of life

Someone’s sister or brother

Someone’s husband or wife

Unfortunately society feels that

A drug addict can never change

Because they can’t feel or understand

The torture or even the pain

That a drug addict feels

When he’s full of dope

When, like society, on him self

He’s given up all hope

Well I was once a drug addict

Who used drugs every day

Thought I’d never stop using drugs

Nope, there was no way

That is until I hit rock bottom

As most addicts will

When they’re so sick off the drugs

That they’ve lost their will to live

This is when an addict

Makes a choice to reclaim him self

Just like I did

To begin life anew, to no longer face death!




Moqui_Takoda   Moqui_Takoda wrote
on 9/19/2008 12:45:23 AM
I am a recovering alcoholic. I haven't had a drop in fifteen years, but i was lucky, i developed some sort of natural aversion to alcohol more effective than the drugs they use to make you sick when you drink, which are addictive the same way methadone is for users of heroin. When I drink, my day is ruined from the very first drop. So I was lucky. Very. It began to happen this way: one night it was raining and the pavement was dark and I was driving sober .. a kid on a bike appeared in front of me suddenly,,,, he had not reflectors, had no light clothing, was completely invisible ... with only one beer in me, my reflexes would have sufficiently slow to kill the kid with the car. I never could drink after that. I never have since. Your poems are Christian in their orientation. But their true orientation is not the freedom that belief in God and loving Jesus give to you ... but the simple fact that now you love others more than you do yourself. ... and so, you become lovable. And you love yourself in a real way which allows faith, hope and charity to work. These things do not mix with addiction. Addicition is sometimes almost instantaneously destroyed by such epiphanies as faith, but it is the love for Jesus which moves the broken heart into health and reality. And although the physical urges remain, you become no longer an addict desiring but refusing to give in, but a person who lofts above these urges the way a flower creates beauty simply by bending and moving firmly anchored in the earth, and firmly made love to by the sun ... there is no room for anything else in such a one as you. I adore you. Moqui

StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 9/18/2008 9:56:02 PM
SciFi and Lindsay say it all. Stay strong and faithful, Sis.

lindsay   lindsay wrote
on 5/3/2008 8:50:24 PM
I am so happy for you that you have recovered. You are an inspiration to many.

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