I am an Addict
I AM AN ADDICT
by JackieI am an addict dying with each blast At this point I really don’t know how long I’ll last. The pipe controls me, I can’t get out No matter how much I scream and shout No one hears me, they’ve all given up on me All I long for is my old life, but they can’t see. Crack has taken everything I had. To see where I am now, really makes me mad I am mad at the world for letting me go I need support and guidance, I want them to know I use the pipe to numb me from this Cause it’s my family and friends that I miss I pray to God to take me away. But the sun is rising, just another hard day I light my pipe, my feelings to numb I really do know that this is dumb Thats how I deal with my sad existence, I wish I could quit and be persistent with staying clean and getting it all back but by myself… it’s the strength I lack.
This was a poem written by Jackie, a patron of the Centre of Hope, while she was in treatment for her addiction. The Centre of Hope gets to witness so much talent. True talent that comes from within, a lot of the time from tremendous suffering and pain. We are so grateful to know these individuals and hear their stories; in any way they can express them.