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If drugs or alcohol are affecting your life you may want
to talk to someone about it.
The young person who wrote the poetry below did talk to
someone about it and after a brave struggle drugs became something in
the past. This young person now knows that help is out there even though
it is still hard to ask for it sometimes.
Chemical
Nightmare
Industrial
chemicals have swept through me.
Like a twister on the rampage.
The damage has already been caused.
They leave my brain torn and worn.
Sad feelings are hanging alone in the dark.
I must rebuild
the damage to carry on.
The damage will be pushed to the back, not swept away.
The chemical twister will haunt me again.
But will not hit me as hard.
For now
the nightmare has ended, I can relax.
But a storm is blowing.
Clouds muster from the far reaches of insanity.
The twister returns, it hits me again.
Dragging feelings up in its gale.
The twister
is now in the shape of reality.
A reality and life I never knew on my chemical binge.
Love is
now harder to deal with.
Hatred and anger are now more powerful.
I'm lost in my own mixed up world and mind.
Torn into two halfs, which way do I turn?
I feel things that weren't there on drugs.
Feelings that confuse me.
My emotions
run wild, uncaged at last.
I have to fight on.
Fight on in what's reality for everyone else.
But a new life for me.
A life without
drugs by my side……….
© 1999
GB
COLD TURKEY
It hits me hard
I feel pain, I feel ill
It gives me no warning
It strikes me down, I lay in pain.
I try to fight.
But I'm too weak to move.
I lay there in fear.
It beats me, it beats
me hard.
It won't go away.
It will not die.
I crave my drug, I want my rush.
It tortures my brain
and body.
I shake in fear.
It leaves a cold chill behind.
But it will return.
And I will fight.
I will win.
I won't shake in fear again.
COLD TURKEY…..
© 1999 GB
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