Addiction



Addiction

When did it start
this strange affliction?
a needle to my heart
is now a full-blown addiction.

An initial attraction
turned dangerous chain reaction
has become all consuming
with you, unassuming.

Now no amount of rehab
or extended stint in therapy
could purge you from my veins
or otherwise cleanse you from me.

So please give me some morphine
I need to drown in this dream
cravings worse when awake
not sure how much I can take.

Because seeing you is an addict’s rush
the thought of you makes me blush
and become a lunatic raving
to quell a constant craving
this itch I cannot scratch
the breath I cannot catch.

Most days I can’t eat or sleep
while you my drug like poison creeps
through every inch of tortured skin
teeth clenched on sheets drenched
I scratch and claw to rid myself of sin.

So please give me some morphine
I need to die in this dream
Cravings worse when awake
there’s no more I can take.

Because no amount of rehab
or extended stint in therapy
could purge you from my veins
or otherwise cleanse you from me.


12/8/19

About this poem

You are my drug

Font size:
Collection  PDF     
 

Written on December 08, 2019

Submitted by IndigoHeart on September 07, 2022

Modified on April 25, 2023

1:04 min read
196

Quick analysis:

Scheme abab bbcc dEFE GhIi jjcckk xxlxl GhIi dEFE
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,063
Words 215
Stanzas 8
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 6, 5, 4, 4

Gina Madeya

I'm a hopeless romantic who attempts to write when inspiration strikes or life stirs my soul.. Born on the East Coast, now living in the PNW, I'm a Realtor by day and would-be poet by night. A reader, wine lover and foodie, I enjoy this space for creative outlet more…

All Gina Madeya poems | Gina Madeya Books

11 fans

Discuss the poem Addiction with the community...

10 Comments
  • dougb.72572
    The poem is heavy with loss. Offering no way out. Good for desired effect, I am sure. But let your next two poems be about solutions and victory. I have often suspected that much of today’s poetry is naysaying. King David as a poet in the Psalms canvassed all of the emotions and needs. And did so straight from the viscera. God liked such oraying. 
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • menziest
    Yes. I know it’s not about drugs…….
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • menziest
    Love it….. We know not what drives our addiction.. But we need it like a drug.
    Our own minds create a need, a yearning, a desire. A must… above all else.
    Great work……
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • mattd.04593
    It reads like a song. I like it. Second comment I know, but very nice young lady.
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • mattd.04593
    That was very beautiful. Its hard to write poetry about addiction. Not everyone gets it. But I do. I thnk your words are awesome. Thank you for sharing. Oh and your hot!
    LikeReply1 year ago
    • IndigoHeart
      thanks for reading and the kind words. Just to be clear this isn’t actually about drugs but the effect a certain person has on me…..
      LikeReply1 year ago
  • Symmetry58
    Very nicely constructed and conveyed, Gina. I think many of us can relate to this. I, too, have had such an addiction when I was a younger lad. Thankfully they came up with a girl patch to relieve me of my symptoms. ;-P 
    LikeReply1 year ago
    • IndigoHeart
      Thank you for reviewing and can you share your healing patch lol?!
      LikeReply 11 year ago
    • Symmetry58
      It only works on boys. Sowwy!!! :-P
      LikeReply1 year ago
    • jerrylogie
      Now that's a healthy sense of humor!!!
      LikeReply 11 year ago
  • rnadc
    3 first 3 stanzas of this poem are the best I have read for a while. Nice...
    LikeReply 11 year ago
    • IndigoHeart
      Thank you for the feedback. I'm glad it made such an impact. Cheers!
      LikeReply1 year ago
  • jerrylogie
    Good poem on a subject that needs to be written about, talked about, and acted upon until we can put it behind us. Well written......
    LikeReply1 year ago
    • IndigoHeart
      thank you I appreciate your reading and commentary.
      LikeReply1 year ago
  • jerrylogie
    They came from every walk of life
    Some traveling over many miles

    Their only want, to ease the pain
    And replace our frowns with smiles.

    Giving up all the comforts of home
    They took up our struggles to share

    Never have I seen such compassion
    Nor ever have I felt such care.

    Sympathetic ears, reliving the terror
    Of what so many had gone through

    They faced discouragement and distrust
    Yet their faith and love held true.

    Not only those who came to serve
    Lifting our spirits with their charms

    But every city in the United States
    Who welcomed us with open arms.

    Slowly those dark clouds in our lives
    Parted to let the new hope in

    Slowly our frowns turned around
    And we met them, grin for grin...
     
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • dunkwufavour16
    Nice
    LikeReply1 year ago
    • IndigoHeart
      Thank you for taking the time to read, I appreciate it!
      LikeReply1 year ago

Translation

Find a translation for this poem in other languages:

Select another language:

  • - Select -
  • 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
  • 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
  • Español (Spanish)
  • Esperanto (Esperanto)
  • 日本語 (Japanese)
  • Português (Portuguese)
  • Deutsch (German)
  • العربية (Arabic)
  • Français (French)
  • Русский (Russian)
  • ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
  • 한국어 (Korean)
  • עברית (Hebrew)
  • Gaeilge (Irish)
  • Українська (Ukrainian)
  • اردو (Urdu)
  • Magyar (Hungarian)
  • मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
  • Indonesia (Indonesian)
  • Italiano (Italian)
  • தமிழ் (Tamil)
  • Türkçe (Turkish)
  • తెలుగు (Telugu)
  • ภาษาไทย (Thai)
  • Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
  • Čeština (Czech)
  • Polski (Polish)
  • Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
  • Românește (Romanian)
  • Nederlands (Dutch)
  • Ελληνικά (Greek)
  • Latinum (Latin)
  • Svenska (Swedish)
  • Dansk (Danish)
  • Suomi (Finnish)
  • فارسی (Persian)
  • ייִדיש (Yiddish)
  • հայերեն (Armenian)
  • Norsk (Norwegian)
  • English (English)

Citation

Use the citation below to add this poem to your bibliography:

Style:MLAChicagoAPA

"Addiction" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 21 Jun 2024. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/135384/addiction>.

Become a member!

Join our community of poets and poetry lovers to share your work and offer feedback and encouragement to writers all over the world!

More poems by

Gina Madeya

»

June 2024

Poetry Contest

Join our monthly contest for an opportunity to win cash prizes and attain global acclaim for your talent.
9
days
1
hour
58
minutes

Special Program

Earn Rewards!

Unlock exciting rewards such as a free mug and free contest pass by commenting on fellow members' poems today!

Browse Poetry.com

Quiz

Are you a poetry master?

»
Who wrote the poem "No Man Is An Island"?
A John Donne
B Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
C Robert Browning
D Ezra Pound