Heroin

Heroin is your lover! I am your Mother. You choose her over me. She beckons and calls you by name, and you run to her with open arms leaving me behind to weather the storms of betrayal, anger, jealousy I wear my crown of thorns while you bask in your lovers glow She is not your true lover . She is a thief! She is sucking the life from you sure and slow While I watch her turn you and twist you Into someone even you or I don't want to know.

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Jan Allison

Date: 5/27/2019 5:57:00 AM

So powerfully penned those first 2 lines certainly pack a punch, an absolutely heartbreaking scenario Margaret and the cycle of addiction is so hard to break :-( hugs Jan xx

Margaret Remick
Date: 5/27/2019 7:10:00 AM

Thank you. Ive read your poems, too. They're all so good.