Addictions Poems - Poems about Addictions

If it isn't now then when? will you choose yourself Over another week's binge. When Will the eyes you've been blessed with Be opened and able to see? The person buried beneath your addictions. Is crying out. Begging to break free. Haven't you had enough of the days seeming endless. all The nights you go sleepless While your mind runs...

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"How about it daddy," show me the way, how you roll that paper, you make it slay. "How about it daddy," you smell so funny, is that the reason, you look so crummy? "How about it daddy," you sleep all day, you seem so grumpy, I think you should pray. "How about it daddy," Is it true what mommy say, that you love smoking, more than you love yahwey. ...

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I’ve always been a foodie. So many foods do I love, but there’s got to be just one I never get enough of. It’s popular as a snack. It can be salty or sweet. Do you think you know by now? Big hint: It’s a movie treat. Popcorn, beloved popcorn - what a wonder of a food. To eat it when offered me I’ll always be...

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I am the Ouroborus of trauma Thorned scales of each red flag So add them up and feed me my flaws Among clutter in a hand me down bag Let's laugh as I divulge my wounds I look a man but the boy never started A secret shared to see if you think i lie Round we coil treasuring your trust...

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addictions decrease the fire increase desire...

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“Small Addictions” bit by bit the hunger begins, the time when everyone, it would seem, is giving in to those small addictions inevitably they become your sole purpose for living, your entire self turned inside out, those small addictions inevitably grow they leave you on your own, vacant of purpose, tank on empty, considering the cycle of things, the vagueries of a life, it would seem,...

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A God to those amidst their life crisis I am Dont think I will give up without a fight Dependence on who I am may take time Its in their hour of needs I will be there Choosing to mask their problem I do best There will come a time reality will surface I know i mustn't lose my grip or...

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I Don't quit. You will win Alcoholics Anonymous includes God The lesson: You have a spirit key That can take you to victory Never give in: be it good or dark, addiction Jesus for me, demoted love as emotion II Love is action, a verb Not Conquest, Souvenir, Trophy to brag On Facebook, social media, & kick to the kerb The one you took pictures with:...

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I’ve known a few who were addicted To alcohol, drugs and eating I’ve seen their struggle and known their pain Witnessed their yearning for a better way I’ve felt them fighting with all their heart To find the answers to the problems That keep them abusing themselves I’ve known many who are hooked On nicotine, caffeine or gambling While many others are left praying...

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Feeling alone….overwhelmed….and conquered….trying to remain in a dispositional state of mind by contemplating ways of making what appears to be impossible, possible….in this realm of what is. Struggling with the mind, and attempting to substitute the patterns of enticing and gripping destruction with approaches to overcome, endeavoring to convince the brain to alter habits that defy...

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Hell anything but cold turkey that flips the clip puts a happy haze on this well digger. Well-what have you got? Green nature flesh food chemical’s soft easy- How about wish feeding jewels dead music of heroes- Well what have ya got? For that brief euphoria that enabled wave that waits present Hole-hearted pitch, that’s tasty for the just- gives grim to the ink- “right Jack” I...

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Oh sweet taken evil. Kept hidden to all but self. What are the names? Well what have you got: Green nature buds, Flesh food, cocoa drains, Tempered wish feeding jewels, Dead music of heroes. Well what have ya got. Hell,,,anything but cold turkey. Anything that flips the clip. Puts a happy haze on this well digger. Been called sick, diseased. After the brief euphoria, That ebabled wave that waits...

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A lake filled with joy but surrounded by pain caught in a unorganized just over broke we just watched each other go down the rabbit hole We put in overtime and the freedom was to much so our minds were up for grabs every bottle we counted as we down it and are induvial pain slipped...

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We were born with them, not the behavior of our choice. Our father in stills them in us, so one day we will hear his voice. Realizing, we need help more than we can provide for ourselves. Don’t have to be in your face religious, or traditional remedies, just have to find the way, that...

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Health brings freedom to live intentionally resplendently maturely resonantly integrally regeneratively compassionately resiliently kindly. Freedom is personal, but also social, political but also economic, ecological but also theological. Health requires freedom from addiction to beliefs: Some people are born to rule and own Earth, while others are born to be serfs and slaves, laborers and frightened/angry addicts. Some people are born to be born again, while others are born to be unredeemed, idol worshipers, poor, sinners. Some straight males are born to be White Evangelical Supremacists, while others...

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