You have an addiction; Like a cancer growing bigger out of control.
I don’t know how it started; End it before it consumes your soul.
You lie, beg, steal and borrow to feed it; That’s what addiction does.
I thought I could trust you, Were you my friend?
You took from me to feed it; I guess I was the victim once again.
You have to work to regain broken trust, addiction has become your lust.
I know what you did; you will not own it, that’s what addiction does to the soul.
You have taken from me once; You will take no more.
I will not feed your addiction.
Copyright ©2006 Marie A CopplaOnce again I want to thank Marie for allowing me to publish one of her poems, Addiction. Marie, you are awesome! Thank you for extending your hand in friendship =0)Lori, You can not live in "could'a, would'a, should'a" and there is no turning back time. The only thing we have control over is the here and now. You are not alone, there are millions of people struggling with a family members who are suffering drug and alcohol addictions. Keep your Faith, honey.Have a great weekend everyone!