The devil had a hold of me, <br />He lured me into drugs you see. <br /> <br />Sent me into flight, and then into the fight of my life, <br />For to be drug free I did strive. <br /> <br />Trying to hide from the guilt, <br />All the things I was trying to escape, were only stronger felt. <br /> <br />As I trembled and cried, <br />I still could not break that tie. <br /> <br />So many days I wished I was dead, <br />But managed to push forward instead. <br /> <br />The mind games and confussion that arose, <br />And feeling bad from my head to my toes. <br /> <br />A life that is no life at all, <br />But in, so bad feared I never again could stand tall. <br /> <br />Help me, help me deep inside I cried, <br />As over and over again to clean I tried. <br /> <br />If at first you do not suceed, <br />Please try, and try again I plead. <br /> <br />Look for the things in life you thought were so bad, <br />And think of all the things you once had. <br /> <br />After all those mornings you wake up blue, <br />If you live through it, you finally will wake up hateing that drug and not you! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !<br /><br />Kimberly McCreary<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hate-that-drug-and-not-you/
