All the days are gone
all the beauty they held.
Fear, Darkness, and Despair,
That is what is left of my life.
My memories are gone
just like my home I owned,
My children are split-up
This leaves my family gone.
All my hopes and dreams
Gone up in smoke.
In a blink of an eye
all the days are gone.
Beaten by the pipe
miserable, wounded, and lost.
The meaning of life is gone,
grabbed by the disease of addiction.
This making pain, anger, in my life.
with all the twist and turns, I have
built a wall with no doors to open
I cry out loud and scream inside.
All the days are gone.
Author notes
blondone
crack cocaine
This is what active addiction feels like !!!!
So sad So true
Written August 31st, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- Anything by Nam.
900 points, ended August 25, 2007, 97 entries
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i don't really like the format much, but i do like how you described it. If this is really true that i am very sorry. Good luck in the contest.
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"Fear, Darkness,and Despair," - should be a space between the comma and "and".
"In an blink of an eye" - I could be wrong, but, wouldn't the first "an" be "a"? "an" is just the short version of "and". Though being taught the english of an "american", as stated: I could be wrong.
Also, "an" is sometimes used if the next word is a numeral, or if the next word begins with a vowel or a consonant that begins the next word but sounds like a vowel.
I could be wrong, but, I don't think I am.
"My children are split-up" - nothing wrong with this line, I just don't get it. Were they married? That's the first thing I thought of. Incest? Perhaps I just have a sick mind, or something. It's been known to happen.
I bellieve I know what you mean but I'm just stating this for inquiry, and also clarification. Because the line could be taken so many ways, and I don't think you're meaning for various ways but just the one.
Sad piece.
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5/10
Not bad. I thought it was a little vague though. It actually reminded me of flood victims. -
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kinda dull. Wasn't very interesting to read. Imagery was very lackig. NO real metaphors. Hints at addiction and drug use were bland and vague. I'd have to give this 2/10. -
There were a few words that could have been changed to make the poem flow better, but it did pull me in, and so I give it an 8/10
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this was cool very deep picture love it really took my breath away very nice pic
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This descibes an addition very well and gives off so much emotion. I give this a 9 out of 10!
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This story of the fight with such a powerful addiction is very deep. The fact that everything is gone holds more meaning than those specific things you say are gone. So without saying it, you have warned us that a crack addiction makes you lose everything. Very amazing, and I hope people will be able to use this as help to avoid such problems. Good luck.
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I know of crack addiction, I managed to live through 10 years of it, I dont know how, but I did. After I quit that it was off to the races with booze... go figure...Scott
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ouchie! Very dark and raw piece. Very intense message to be certain. A few places need technical refining, but thats no detraction to this.
Best of luck in this and all of your endeavors. 
Hetohke'e 
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I am happy that you are no more into that.
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I take it you are no longer addicted?
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This hurts
I've seen this in real life time and time agian, it's really sad, I hate it when it happens in real life it's so tragic, and you personified this tragedy in the form of a poem, a rare tallent now-a-days, keep up the good work and take care; good luck in the contest!
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Wow,
Again, another great entry, this shall be tough to judge indeed. Anyhow, I tend to like rhyme, but this was well expressed and with a good flow. Nicely done, and from the heart.
Best of luck and thanks for entering.
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wow your expressions of words leaves one to ponder long over the write, sigh. How sad but how true your words ring out.
Many blessings your way.
Frozentearz -
Been right here,a few times
Beaten by the pipe
miserable, wounded, and lost.
The meaning of life is gone,
grabbed by the disease of addiction.
Addiction is an ugly thing, many do not realize how this can take hold and be so important, so important that you put it first before even your children, its the devils strongest weapon.
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Oh my gosh! THis one made me cry! I can relate to this in not only being an alcoholic myself for many years, but my oldest son is on crack and has been for years. I fear for his life everyday. It got him in prison, and when he got out nearly 5 months ago, he went right back to it and I haven't heard from him since! Myh prayers are with you as they are him.. I have seen him many times in the throws of this addiction and the grip it has on him... it makes this mama's heart bleed! Thanks for sharing... every piece like this helps me to understand a little bit more of what he is going through and the fears and lonliness he must feel!
God bless you my friend! Be well!
blessings and hugz,
Frogz~
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i like i like
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I have commented on this poem but I rewrote my comment to be more detailed and specifi:
Wow- I like your style and it is also very distinct. I think you maybe a magician of words. I say magician because some good poetry is developed through manipulation. How do you get to the readers- what do I mean? Well, through such forms- emotion can be expressed intensely. Although, you are a ways away from perfecting it- there is noticeable proof of your “magical powers”! Let me explain:
Take for example…
"Fear, Darkness, and Despair,
That is what is left of my life."
The first of the lines above- it doesn't tell really any facts- it doesn't explain- it places three distinguished emotions. It is expected, by the reader, to place this together on their own. You could say- “I feel fear when I come home to my house in darkness”. That works but, unlike this, you are being short and concise in form. The emotions you place are to be processed and developed by the reader. You are initiating thought. I guess I could compare it to- black coffee. Yes, black coffee.
The second sentence up above does not state anything new. It has no purpose other than to relate between the author and the reader. It shows the author has uncertainty and many readers can relate and take to heart such lines. There are more examples in this poem... But...
It needs to be developed further- that is for sure. Also, some people think that such lines are unnecessary. Well, there needs to be, for example, description and the challenge- balancing the emotions and content. I hope I explained my thoughts in an understandable manner.
Keep trying to look for snappy-sharp- lines. For example: "The blink of an eye." Yes, it is accurate and it works but it is a common expression.
I loved this poem. I LOVE it. It is excellent and I think you did a fantastic job. Take my words kindly- I mean no harm- it is beautiful- a beautiful poem. I am being sincere too !
Wishing Everlasting peace,
-AtiVan
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hits close to home. worded very well.
i know exactly what you are saying. except opiate narcotics with me. i guess i was beaten by a rolled up dollar bill.
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A friend of mine has recently started smoking crack and is struggling...she wants out, but like I said, is struggling. Can I send her this poem?
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Re-read
This poem makes me feel incredible because I lost it all but now I can hear my son Dale's voice in the other room talking to his friend on his xbox. I lost him but he's back. And I lost myself but I'm back. Reminding ourselves of the past makes the present seem brighter doesn't it! -
Mild
You know just as well as I that it feels even worse.
Still I love this poem 'cause it reminds me even though a little, what is waiting for me if I use.
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Wow girlie girl....this is soooo me....how many times have we heard that, huh, amongst us...almost verbatim...Alas!! Those days are gone....one day at a time , for the grace of God we do go.....I just wanted to give ya a big hug for putting your pain out there.....
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Post in group?
I posted a poem in our group, you could post your best addiction offering? -
So true!
You hit the nail on the head, we lose everything to the love of our life, drugs, especially ourselves and there's only one way to get life back, quit!
I empathised with this a lot.
Love, light & peace
Georgia
I can applaud this because I read it on your page. Don't usually in contests for fairness.
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Yes That Elusive Addiction
Honey
We all have an addiction but the key is beating it and coming out on the other side a wiser person...I really loved this poem as it spoke volumes to me and I myself that has overcome an addiction to KAT a drug manufactured in South Africa which grabs you and never lets go I know how hard it is...
Thank you so much for sharing this with us and I know Ami loved this because we can relate to it...
Good luck in the contest
Love ya always
Tes
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Touching
Beaten by the pipe
miserable, wounded, and lost.
The meaning of life is gone,
grabbed by the disease of addiction This is the best stanza although the entire piece is very powerfull and well written. It screams pain and dispair leaving the reader to wana help. Thank you for entering my contest and all the best of luck. Ami -
great write.
congrats on almost a year!!
my favorite lines were,
"The meaning of life is gone,
grabbed by the disease of addiction."
--thats how it goes, but i still think otherwise. this was very dark and sad, im sorry for what you and your family have wnet thorugh...
you described what addiction can do and how it f**s with people's lives.
thank you for sharing apart of you and taking the time to enter my contest.
take care and good luck!
(dont give up and stay strong!
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♥ Lynn -
I watched my sister go through the clean times and the dark ones, she never got better and now she's paying the price by fleeing around the country. This poem put her into perspective for me, thank you for opening my eyes a bit.
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congrats to you for a year clean
'gone up in smoke' says it all.
addiction and depression are two difficult subjects to write about...they usually go hand-in-hand. you've done a good job of showing that all is lost -
outstanding
This is a very sad story, but it is a very well written and and an emotional piece that hits you right between the eyes. Great work. -
This making pain, anger, in my life.
with all the twist and turns, I have
built a wall with no doors to open
I cry out loud and scream inside.
All the days are gone.
love all lines and those especially. amazing write my dear.
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Very well written.....sad topic though, chin up x
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wow this was really sad, i really liked it, i guess i was right u like my poetry which meant i should like yours, and i do. I love the style it was beautiful.
Blessed be. -
Wow..Very touching piece of work. This was very intense and I can identify with alot of it.
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Great poem
Wow, this was intense. One can not imagine what it’s like to be addicted to a substance if you did not experience it firsthand. You did a good job portraying the sacrifice of addiction, loosing everything. -
A sad but brilliant poem
This is what I would call, a desolate poem. You can feel the loneliness, taste it, touch it. It is so powerful. Everything in her life is gone. Family split. Everyone gone their seperate ways.
This made me cry. Very very sad poem. Reminded me a lot of my mother, who does not want to see the family split. You have touched me with this -
tasty waves
good stuuf drugs rule!!!!i like your poem and i can relate.fun is fun no matterwhat anyone says.party hearty rock and roll drink a FIFTH SMOKE A BOWL AND ALL THATJAZZ -
Excellant/Inspirational
Congratulations!!!!! keep going one day at a time. If you like take a look at my poem: Depression/Transition. You write very well. Keep on writin. -
Excellent
That is wonderful, You should be very proud of yourself for facing your addition and winning, the poem is wonderful too. -
wow this is a great, honest and amazing peice. Thank you for sharing with us though it might have hurted looking back on the memory. Good job.and Good luck.
Chloe
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Excellent
I am happy this is from the past. There was somthing I got too close to that made me happy. But the happyness had a cost. Then I remembered how happy I was before I needed this to be the same. I stoped everything. Now I have joy on just food and vitimens. The world is always bright and I do it without an aid. I bless you in your excape.
The words are very well written, Rick -
amazing
this is amazing. you did such a wonderful job of taking the reader into the life of an addict. it is descriptive and puts it right out there. it flowed well and the reader found themselves riding the wave of emotion right to the end. -
Two thumb up
This is great. Very powerful things your speaking about. "Beaten by the pipe miserable, wounded, and lost. The meaning of life is gone, grabbed by the disease of addiction." I really feel what your talking about. I too have been there. Not with the pipe by with marijuana and it had a big control of my life because of my addicting personality. I too love real, true to live poems. They mean so much more than just your typical. Good luck in this contest. -
so true
Beaten by the pipe
there's a way out
AA
i know your pain
i, now write recovery poems
don't mean to offend
but
if you need it
help is available
and
go on -
Strong write from a strong poet!
I am proud of you for keeping clean for so long, as i know that it is no easy feat! And the urge seems to cling on like there's no tomorrow. Bravo you are strong and brave!
You have said this so well, explaining it without sugar coating it!
Nightstalking Owl
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