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Drug Addiction

I once was an addict hooked on the dope

Thought I had to have it in this world to cope

Smoking some pot every now and then, one led to another in a world of sin

Inhale it, shoot it,snort it up the nose;into the bloodstream and heart it goes

Pot, speed, cocaine or crack with any kind of drug there's no turning back

It will take you to places you never been before get you addicted to keep wanting more

Hunted by junkies pushers and tricks mostly by users who need a quick fix

More valued than diamonds more precious than gold use them just once and you too will be sold

All kinds of people have fallen under the wings just look around to see results of the sting

Drugs are addicting to all those who use the very first time can lead to abuse

They will destroy your life and your families as well becoming an addict is the world headed for hell

It's hard to break free once you're addicted then it's too late when your tried and convicted

Charged with possession or with intent doesn't matter exactly the way that you went

Once you have been busted you've committed the crime you could end up like me had possession got time

Did not think it could happen especially to me; too high to accept the reality

Drawn up in a needle first mixed in a spoon, too late to get high got high too soon

Register the blood back through the vein -was in one hell of a mixture to feel no pain

Feel the flow it happens so fast the rush so good but too short to last

But look ahead on down the line addicted to drugs is the end that you'll find

You won't have money to pay the bills can't afford the rent got your high to feel the need now all the money is spent

The kids need shoes the kids need clothes don't have food to eat sold the food stamps for some dope to the dealer down the street

Step on it play with it whatever you want it to call no matter how good or bad you still must sell it all

Wheel it, deal it, sell and sling it, need the cash to recop

Barely get by barely get high, barely does the addiction stop

There is no life in doing drugs; I learned the reason that day

When they took my home, took my kids, took my freedom away

Prison has helped change my life to get my head on straight

I still have an outlook on life when I thought it was to late

There is still a future, now have freedom and life -

Still “mom” to my kids and still my husband’s wife

Being clean, keeping busy helps me cope, keeps my mind off doing dope

Today, I’m living life to the fullest, even with my prior conviction

I can say I’m happy today and clean from my drug addiction
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Submitted by Sheilak on January 19, 2016

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