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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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