Tags Addiction
Downhill ChanceA Poem by J. A. PerkinsJust a poem about addiction |
If I Die An AddictA Poem by J. A. PerkinsA poem about addiction |
S.A.P.A Poem by J. A. PerkinsSubstance Abuse Program |
BreathA Poem by Fraser MurraySomething I wrote last night over a couple of pints of ale, trying to capture a little of my journey from a really dark place towards a happier one. A.. |
Nowhere Left to RunA Poem by Marcello1013Living the life of an escapist. Reality has finally caught up. There is no where left to run. |
wish they understood....A Poem by Marcello1013Will Satan win this battle? Dancing with the devil is dangerous. Anything can happen. |
sometimes...A Poem by Marcello1013sometimes life is grand...sometimes noone can understand...sometimes hell is on earth...sometimes you lose all worth |
The FiendA Poem by Marcello1013At the crossroads Angel vs, Demon Which path is victor? |
CrossroadsA Poem by Marcello1013Fork in the road,,,,Right? Left? Straight? |
Stay the CourseA Poem by Marcello1013A comeback story. Can love overcome adversity this strong? |
My DisguiseA Poem by Marcello1013Is the cat goutta the bag? |
Heaven's GateA Poem by Marcello1013The most heartbreaking loss of my life. The loss of my sister. RIP Maria. I love you! |
A History of ViolenceA Poem by Marcello1013A story of pain and hurt. When needing help the most those closest turned away and turned violent. |
Dead person walking..A Poem by OnlymeDead human being walkingas they take another drink.On top of the bottle of whiskyand beer cans, they have alreadydrunk today. And every day since, for.. |
AddictedA Poem by Fraser MurraySomething I started before I went cold turkey....ironically enough, finishing a poem is a lot harder without the aid of alcohol. Came back to this a .. |
The evil that’s posing great danger to our t..A Story by ASP Cares Speciality Phar..Prescription drug abuse defines taking medicines not for health requirement but for addiction, recreation or for a high, often by stealing others&rsqu.. |
Shadow1A Poem by AngieroseyThis was written when my youngest daughter was coming through substance use disorder to becoming abstinent. |
Love Sick - 03/01/19A Poem by DomI love gin and I hate red wine.They disregard my feelings and like me both the same -hit me bitter,like my father;soak,like bed sheets;swell/roll/spil.. |