Poem -
ONE LOVE TWO FACE
ONE LOVE TWO FACE
To whom it may concern
when will you ever learn?
The friends you keep are the friends you burn
Give up now because there is no hope
You’re a friend gone bad all for the love of dope,
So here you sit poor thing,
all alone too bad
nobody wants you in their home
You’ve stolen from everyone you know
Now you're stuck with nowhere to go
So, go ahead and cry as you think of your next bag
to chase until the next time
One Love – Two Face
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Drug addiction is an illness...just like being caught with one leg in a trap...nice write ?
Amazing, stark, realism. Very sad and very true. While in one area, it sounded harsh toward the addict, this is what stigma does in our society. To see the aftermath, but not the "before" a person becomes dependant.
It made me think.
Good job!
Thank you so much. I know from first hand experience, i used to be that drug addict from the age of 12 so for 34 years that was me. Then my oldest son asked me to stop b 4 my grandson was born so on may 15, 2012 i stopped cold turkey an have been clean ever since my gson was born on june 1, 2012, I will always be a drug addict but a Recovering addict who has to take it 1 day at a time.
Thank you for your reply, it helped me to analyze the poem better. If you placed a little bit about your past as being "addicted" it may make the poem even better. At first, it sounded harsh, however drug addiction is harsh. I'm also a recovering addict, who using Medical Marijuana for PTSD and severe pain. I cannot consider myself "in recovery" until I'm not using any drug.
I had become dependent on pain medication soon after a car accident in 1999. For years, the addiction began taking things away from my life, family, friends, children, a home, almost my life on numerous occasions. I would get off the pain medication then try like heck to fight the battle of chronic pain without taking anything for it. It made me hostile, lethargic and angry.
Again, thank you for sharing your personal story -- through poetry, we can evolve and we can share and we can help educate the next generation.
Great job.
Good luck in your recovery.
It's a lifelong battle.
Thank you for sharing some of ur story, since the age of 12 i used meth to numb my pain,, then at 20 got married had my first child at 21, had my 2nd at 24 then the beatings started had my 3rd child at 25, beatings got worse so i did more dope he would always hit me in my head with steeltoe boots sawed off shotgun u name it he hit me with it , i ran from got a divorce. The dr told me i was lucky i should of been a vegetable and i did more n more dope to numb da pain.i could go on n on but i wish i could smoke weed but i get real mean. After i divorced him in 93 i met my soul mate in 97 hes not naieve, or game goofy he knows everything about me good n bad and he loves me 4 me with all my faults n imperfections . Weve been together ever since he my Last Romeo.