Goodbye Addiction

Dear addiction,

Set me free. 

For now I am strong. 

No longer weak. 

 

I now don’t crave the drugs I once seeked. 

I just want to stay sober and clean. 

 

Meth and crack, sometimes coke. 

Those are the drugs that I chose the most. 

I let them take complete control. 

My dignity, my mind, even my soul. 

 

Alcohol, weed, xanax, coke. 

Crack, meth, then the needle. Oh no..

 

That’s the order of my addiction flow. 

One by one, I started young. 

I was just a young teen. 

Started around the age of 13. 

 

I am now 25. 

Time to stop, live life and thrive.

This poem is about: 
Me

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