Hello, My Name Is DRUGS – Addiction Poems

Hello, My Name Is DRUGS

(A very powerful poem about DRUGS!)

I destroy homes, tear families apart,
take your children, and that’s just the start.
I’m more costly than diamonds, more costly than gold,
the sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.

And if you need me, remember I’m easily found,
I live all around you, in schools and in town.
I live with the rich, I live with the poor,
I live down the street, and maybe next door.

My power is awesome; try me you’ll see,
but if you do, you may NEVER break free.
Just try me once and I might let you go,
but try me twice, and I’ll own your soul.

When I possess you, you’ll steal and you’ll lie.
You do what you have to just to get high.
The crimes you’ll commit, for my narcotic charms
will be worth the pleasure you’ll feel in your arms.

You’ll lie to your mother; you’ll steal from your dad
When you see their tears, you should feel sad.
But you’ll forget your morals and how you were raised,
I’ll be your conscience, I’ll teach you my ways.

I take kids from parents, and parents from kids,
I turn people from god, and separate friends.
I’ll take everything from you, your looks and your pride,
I’ll be with you always, right by your side.

You’ll give up everything… your family, your home…
your friends, your money, then you’ll be alone.
I’ll take and take, till you have nothing more to give.
When I’m finished with you you’ll be lucky to live.

If you try me be warned this is no game.
If given the chance, I’ll drive you insane.
I’ll ravish your body; I’ll control your mind.
I’ll own you completely; your soul will be mine.

The nightmares I’ll give you while lying in bed,
the voices you’ll hear from inside your head,
the sweats, the shakes, the visions you’ll see;
I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.

But then it’s too late, and you’ll know in your heart,
that you are mine, and we shall not part.
You’ll regret that you tried me, they always do,
but you came to me, not I to you.

You knew this would happen. Many times you were told,
but you challenged my power, and chose to be bold.
You could have said no, and just walked away,
If you could live that day over, now what would you say?

I’ll be your master; you will be my slave,
I’ll even go with you, when you go to your grave.
Now that you have met me , what will you do?
Will you try me or not? Its all up to you.

I can bring you more misery than words can tell.
Come take my hand, I’ll take you to hell!

Being There | Grief Help Poems

Being There
(Grief Poems Loss Of Child)

Do you know of someone
whose precious child has died?
Perhaps she is a neighbor or friend
with whom you can confide.

You assume that she is suffering
a tragedy so deep ..
That there is nothing you can do
since all she does is weep.

You feel that if you see her
there is nothing you can say ..
That would make her precious
child come back
Or make the pain go away.

And if by chance you meet her
and have to face her grief ..
You’ll do your very best
to make this meeting brief.

You’ll talk about the weather
or the lady down the lane ..
But you’ll never mention her child
that would cause her too much pain!

And when the funeral is over
and all is said and done ..
You’ll go home to your family
and she’ll be all alone.

She’ll go on, she’ll be all right
time heals or so it seems ..
While she’s left alone to pick up the pieces
of her shattered life and dreams.

– OR-

You can open up your heart
and find that special place ..
Where compassion and true giving
are awaiting your embrace.

‘Today I’m thinking of you
in a very special way,’ ..
Or, how about ‘I love you!.’
are some loving things to say.

Sometimes a very simple task
like picking up the phone ..
Can help her feel not-so-quite
desperately alone.

Whatever comes from a genuine heart
can not be said in vain ..
For the truth is, it’s these very things
that lessen her great pain.

And when you let her talk about her child
who is now dead but in Heaven ..
You’ll know this is far greater
than anything you’ve said.

So will you reach out with all your soul
and let her know you care?
For in the end there’s no substitute
for simply BEING THERE!

– Debi L. Pettigrew

My Dad Is A Survivor – Grief Poems

My Dad Is A Survivor

(Grief Poems)

My dad is a survivor, too

which is no surprise to me.

He’s always been like a lighthouse

that helps you cross a stormy sea.

But, I walk with my dad each day

to lift him when he’s down.

I wipe the tears he hides from others.

He cries when no one’s around.

I watch him sit up late at night

with my picture in his hand.

He cries as he tries to grieve alone,

and wishes he could understand.

My dad is like a tower of strength.

He’s the greatest of them all!

But there are times when he needs to cry.

Please be there when he falls.

Hold his hand or pat his shoulder

And tell him it’s okay.

Be his strength when he’s sad

Help him mourn in his own way.

Now, as I watch over my precious dad

from the Heavens up above

I’m so proud that he’s a survivor

And, I can still feel his love!

Too True, Too Often | Friendship Poems

Too True, Too Often
(Friendship Poems – Inspirational Poems)

Too often we don’t realize
What we have, until it is gone ..
Too often we wait, too late to say
“I’m sorry .. I was wrong.”

Sometimes it seems, we hurt the ones
We hold dearest to our hearts ..
And we allow, the petty things
To tear our lives apart.

Far too many times, we let
Unimportant things into our mind ..
And then, it’s usually too late
To see what made us blind.

So, be sure that you let people know
How much they mean to you ..
Take that time to say the words
Before your time is through.

Be sure that you appreciate
Everything you’ve got ..
And be thankful for the little things
in life that mean a lot.