I stick the needle in my arm
feeling the little prick of pain
then my body goes numb
this is not the life I chose
but the addiction grows...
it's like one of those things that you just can't shake.
started all by someone who was pretend;
someone I thought my friend
we were in a hotel room
celebrating our lovely prom
I remember that night every day
and though I wish the pain would go away
it serves as a haunting reminder
through the shallow woods we had searched for her...
she was high and so was I
but she took off in this frantic phase
kicking me then giving me praise...
she took off with the needles we had used
the little syringes that gave us abuse
she took them all in a spur of the moment
and then off she went...
we finally found her at quarter past three
down on her knees
at the edge of a cliff- vomiting.
in weeks she was clean; pure
but not me, I wanted more...
I wanted the drug that made me immortal
to the gashing heart I had
I wanted the drug that made me forget
everything that went bad
now i'm out here on the streets
barely able to write
hands are shaking as I put
one more needle in for the night.
Author notes
In my darkening depsair I see only heroin...
Crystal Bradford
A contest entry
- x |Heroin| x by Dead Star--x.
300 points, ended April 16, 2007, 33 entries
Gold trophy winner
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This is such a powerful write and theres so much truth in it. This is very well written. Great job and thanks for entering.
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Powerful write very clear imagery a Grandstand ~ the words tell the oh so true about the addiction at hand thank you for this entry and welcome to round one ! keep in mind round two will be Fresh Write only...
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very touching write. i have seen so many tainted by this life style. you wrote of it well. great write.
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I love it. This is amazing, I nearly cried reading it.
I'm a recovery heroin addict, I have 45 days clean just got out of rehab & i relate to it completely.
i love it. GREAT work!
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Powerful poem. Happens to so many people. Great write. Well written and a pleasure to read.
A MURDEROUS LAMENT <\33
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