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Poem written in rehab by Anon

Old 09-02-2009, 02:54 PM
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Poem written in rehab by Anon

Thought some people might be able to relate to this no matter what their DOC is, i have left it as it was written...a friend from NA gave a copy to me:

I hate meetings. I hate higher power.
I hate anyone who has a program.
To all who come into contact with me, i wish
you death...
And i wish you suffering.
Allow me to introduce myself.
I am the disease of alcholism and drug
addiction.
Cunning, baffling and powerful. That's me.
I have killed millions, and i am pleased.
I love to catch you with the element of surprise.
I love pretending I am your friend and lover.
I have given you comfort, have i not?
Wasn't I there when you were lonely?
When you wanted to die, didn't you call me? I
was there.
I love to make you hurt.
I love to make you cry. Better yet,
I love to make you numb so you can neither hurt
or cry.
You can't feel anything at all. This is true
glory...
I will give you instant gratification
And all i ask of you is long term suffering.
I've been there for you always.
When things were right in your life, you
invited me.
You said you didn't deserve theese good things.
And i was the only one who would agree with
you.
Together we were able to destroy all things
good in your life.
People don't take me seriously.
They take strokes seriously, heart attacks,
Even Diabetes they take seriously, fools that
they are.
They don't know that without my help.
These things would not be made possible.
I am such a hated disease.
And yet, i do not come uninvited. You choose to
have me.
So many have chosen me over reality and
peace.
More than you hate me,
I hate all of you who have a 12-step program.
Your program, your meetings, your higher
power.
All weaken me and i can't function in the
manner
I am accustomed to.
Now I must lie here quietly.
You don't see me, but i am growing bigger
than ever.
When you only exist, i may live. When you
live, i only exist.
But i am here...and until we meet again,
If we meet again...i wish you death and
suffering.
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Old 09-02-2009, 03:30 PM
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That does seem to sum it up. Thanks for sharing that with us.
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Old 09-02-2009, 03:36 PM
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So true, something to keep in mind... always!
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Old 09-02-2009, 09:07 PM
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When I first got clean I stumbled across this poem and it really hit a nerve, pretty much dead-on with how my heroin addiction went.

So now, little man, you've grown tired of grass
LSD, goofballs, cocaine and hash,
and someone, pretending to be a true friend,
said, "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin."

Well honey, before you start fooling with me,
just let me inform you of how it will be.

For I will seduce you and make you my slave,
I've sent men much stronger than you to their graves.
You think you could never become a disgrace,
and end up addicted to Poppy seed waste.

So you'll start inhaling me one afternoon,
you'll take me into your arms very soon.
And once I've entered deep down in your veins,
The craving will nearly drive you insane.

You'll swindle your mother and just for a buck.
You'll turn into something vile and corrupt.
You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic charm,
and feel contentment when I'm in your arms.

The day, when you realize the monster you've grown,
you'll solemnly swear to leave me alone.
If you think you've got that mystical knack,
then sweetie, just try getting me off your back.

The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied in knots.
The jangling nerves screaming for one more shot.
The hot chills and cold sweats, withdrawal pains,
can only be saved by my little white grains.

There's no other way, and there's no need to look,
for deep down inside you know you are hooked.
You'll desperately run to the pushers and then,
you'll welcome me back to your arms once again.

And you will return just as I foretold!
I know that you'll give me your body and soul.
You'll give up your morals, your conscience, your heart.
And you will be mine until, "Death Do Us Part"
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Old 09-03-2009, 07:54 AM
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Thanks for sharing Yeahgr8, I've got tears in my eyes, that's a good thing.
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