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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.


About this poem

You are my drug

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Written on December 08, 2019

Submitted by IndigoHeart on September 07, 2022

1:04 min read

Discuss this Gina Madeya poem with the community:

  • menziest
    Yes. I know it’s not about drugs…….
    LikeReplyReport5 days 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……
    LikeReplyReport5 days ago
  • mattd.04593
    It reads like a song. I like it. Second comment I know, but very nice young lady.
    LikeReplyReport15 days 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!
    LikeReplyReport15 days 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…..
      LikeReplyReport15 days 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 
    LikeReplyReport18 days ago
    • IndigoHeart
      Thank you for reviewing and can you share your healing patch lol?!
      LikeReplyReport 116 days ago
    • Symmetry58
      It only works on boys. Sowwy!!! :-P
      LikeReplyReport16 days ago
    • jerrylogie
      Now that's a healthy sense of humor!!!
      LikeReplyReport 19 days ago
  • rnadc
    3 first 3 stanzas of this poem are the best I have read for a while. Nice...
    LikeReplyReport 121 days ago
    • IndigoHeart
      Thank you for the feedback. I'm glad it made such an impact. Cheers!
      LikeReplyReport20 days 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......
    LikeReplyReport23 days ago
    • IndigoHeart
      thank you I appreciate your reading and commentary.
      LikeReplyReport16 days 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...
    LikeReplyReport23 days ago
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    LikeReplyReport23 days ago
    • IndigoHeart
      Thank you for taking the time to read, I appreciate it!
      LikeReplyReport20 days ago


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