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"True is Hard" - A Poem From Her Son Who Struggled With Addiction.

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True Is Hard

How can you not see what I truly am I never wanted all this pain to be part of the plan.  I'm beat down and tired.  I remember being young and wired.  Where did it go?  I miss it more than anyone knows.  Why over the past few years has no one got to know me or at least realized that I am lonely?  I just want to be like all of you but I feel rejected and I know it wasn't anyone's intentions so how can I ask for help?  God knows how many times I've knelt with a troubled heart not knowing where to start.  I look to the skies, tears running freely from my eyes.  How could you all have overlooked these desperate cries.

Written by: Christopher M. Noonan

Shared by his mother: Kathy Noonan

 

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I Wish You Had Never Met "Heroin" Your Special Friend

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Rest In Peace - May 3rd, 2016 Burlington, Kentucky
 
I wrote this in memory of my brother in law Justin Houze, I hope that this can help someone who is going down the same road that he did.  #NKYHatesHeroin
 
Loving an addict is a dangerous game
For you never know if they will be the same
They will break your heart and keep you up all night long
Wandering if they will live to see the light of day
I never fell asleep without praying for you
To hopefully find your way back through
We waited for days, months and years
And shed more than a million tears
 
I don't understand why you had to leave
Leaving us all alone to grieve
Life isn't fair, of this I am sure
For your beautiful face we shall see no more
You fought so hard until the very end
I wish you had never met "Heroin" your special friend
It took you from us and left you all alone
Taking your last breath far away from home
 
I saw you struggle, I could see it in your eyes
We could never compete because you believed all it's lies
Every time you tried to get back on track
It found a way to pull you right back
Now you're with Jesus, finally welcomed home
At least you're at peace and no longer alone
How can one be a giant and gentle at the same time
I often wandered how this could be
You were loved by so many, that was plain to see
 
I had to pull away to protect myself,
Now I wish I had stayed closer and saved you just one more time
This is all so senseless, I can't comprehend
How it can possibly actually be the end
Foolishly I thought I had prepared myself for this day
How naive was I to think that I wouldn't break?
I wanted to hate you for the things you had done
You wouldn't allow it, somehow you always won
 
I can't bear to look at your pictures or posts
The tears won't stop falling down my face
Because I can't imagine not having you in this place
You were always such a tortured soul
Who never could find peace along the road
I wish this didn't hurt so bad and that we wouldn't all feel so sad
I know you’re in Heaven and finally free
Just wish this wasn't the way it had to be
I will think of you often and remember the good times
Until the day we finally reunite in Heaven
I know you were a saved Christian who just lost his way
We will all see you again one day
 
The world lost a great man, whom was loved by many
Justin was a kind soul who loved kids
I don't think he ever met anyone who didn't like him
Justin loved Holly and his kids more than anything
He just wasn't strong enough to win in the end
I swear if love could have saved him from his addiction
We would have had it beat without a fight.
Heroin doesn't fight fair
I know we did all we could and I feel at peace with that
I just wish he could have seen how much he was loved and
That he could have beat this demon before it beat him.
Fly high with the Angels

AMY SLUSHER HICKMAN  

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Heroin - The Plague

Heroin the Plaque

The Plague
By Michele N.

There is a new plague in town
It's spreading all around

It does not discriminate
All we can do is educate

This affects more lives than we know
This epidemic continues to grow

Doesn't matter your gender or the color of your skin
Doesn't care what kind of house you live in

It kills women, it kills men
Doesn't matter whether you've got a million bucks or only ten

Here are some symptoms and signs
Maybe you can stop it in time

You might lose a lot of weight
Friends and family you will alienate

If you see marks on your arms
I hope that will set off some alarms

There won't be any money in your pocket
But to get a fix, you'd sell your grandmother's locket

You'll be too sick to work
You'll start acting like a jerk

You'll spend a lot of time in your car
Driving around, there isn't anywhere too far

You'll nod off and say you're just tired
Or you might be feeling a little wired

You'll have moods that go from high to low
Your list of enemies might start to grow

You're dependency will get so strong
You'll insist your ok, that everyone's wrong

You might take extended trips
Only lies will leave your lips

You won't want to hurt them, but you will
All because of some powder or pill

You'll make your mother cry
She will start to wonder why

She will say you were such a great kid
She will think it was something she did

No one will be able to count on you
Those who stick around will be few

Once in awhile they will see the old you
Even if it's only a glimpse or two

That's the person they dearly love
The person they hope will rise above

You will walk a dark and lonely path
You will feel the devil's wrath

You'll make friends with a needle and spoon
And spend most of your time alone in your room

You'll find a new use for that leather belt
You'll use your lighter to make the venom melt

You will spend time in rehab or jail
This all begins with one little sale

If this sounds like you, please heed this warning
Before it's too late and your family is mourning

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A Mistress Named Heroin

A Mistress Named Heroin

A Mistress Named Heroin
By Michele N.


You said hello and soon she became your mistress

Guess it's true what they say, ignorance really is bliss.


You thought she was sweeter than honey

You couldn't see she was only out for your money


She made you lie and steal from family and friends

She tested our love time and time again


It was hard to watch, you were her slave

She was seductive, She was all you could crave


She made you hit an all-time low

And turned you into a man I didn't know


She kissed you with poison on her lips

She made you cash in all of your chips


When you had her in your arms, you couldn't let go

But her love wasn't real, it was just for show


What did she have that i couldn't give you?

What did she do that I couldn't do?


Did she make you believe you could fly?

When I told you not to even try?


She took from you everything she could take

she laughed as she watched my heart break


Her and I played a game of tug of war

To me, you were always worth fighting for


Finally, you ended the torrid affair

But she knew you'd be back, so she didn't care


I thought she was finally gone from your life

Gone, since the day I became your wife.


One day you went back to her, she knew you would

She took you away from me again, this time for good


A betrayal of depths which I'll never know

She looked pure and white as new-fallen snow 


But her intentions were cruel and her soul was black

Once you follow her path, you can never go back


Many have fallen under her spell

Very few have lived to tell


You gave to her your very last breath

You gave her everything, all she gave you was death


It's over now and this pain I will endure

For we will be together again, of that I'm sure


She thought she won, thought she reached her goal

She took away your body but she can never have your soul


Now we are apart, but it's just for a little while

And when I see you again, I'll be wearing the biggest smile.

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I Am Heroin, I Destroy Homes, I Tear Families Apart

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I am HEROIN

I destroy homes, I tear families apart, 
I take your children, and that's just the start. 
I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold, 
The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.

If you need me, remember I'm easily found, 
I live all around you - in schools and in towns 
I live with the rich, I live with the poor, 
I live down the street, and maybe next door. 

I'm made in a lab, but not like you think, 
I can be made under the kitchen sink. 
In your child's closet, and even in the woods, 
If this scares you to death, well it certainly should. 

I have many names, but there's one you know best, 
I'm sure you've heard of me, my name is HEROIN.
My power is awesome, try me you'll see, 
But if you do, you may never break free. 

Just try me once and I might let you go, 
But try me twice, and I'll own your soul. 
When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie, 
You do what you have to - just to get high.
 

The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms 
Will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in your arms. 
You'll lie to your mother, you'll steal from your dad, 
When you see their tears, you should feel sad. 

But you'll forget your morals and how you were raised, 
I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways. 
I take kids from parents, and parents from kids, 
I turn people from God, and separate friends. 

I'll take everything from you, your looks and your pride, 
I'll be with you always - right by your side. 
You'll give up everything - your family, your home, 
Your friends, your money, then you'll be alone. 

I'll take and take, till you have nothing more to give, 
When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to live. 
If you try me be warned - this is no game, 
If given the chance, I'll drive you insane. 

I'll ravish your body, I'll control your mind, 
I'll own you completely, your soul will be mine. 
The nightmares I'll give you while lying in bed, 
The voices you'll hear, from inside your head. 

The sweats, the shakes, the visions you'll see, 
I want you to know, these are all gifts from me. 
But then it's too late, and you'll know in your heart, 
That you are mine, and we shall not part. 

You'll regret that you tried me, they always do, 
But you came to me, not I to you. 
You knew this would happen, many times you were told, 
But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold. 


You could have said no, and just walked away, 
If you could live that day over, now what would you say? 
I'll be your master, you will be my slave, 
I'll even go with you, when you go to your grave. 

Now that you have met me, what will you do? 
Will you try me or not? It's all up to you. 
I can bring you more misery than words can tell, 
Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell. 

(Author Unknown)

 

 

 

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Dear Dealer Would You Stop?

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Dear Drug Dealer

I wonder. If you knew the destruction of what you do- would you stop? Would you tum your life around knowing you where saving lives and families by doing so? If you could follow all the little bags, you exchange for cash. on their full journey, would It make you feel remorse?

If you could see the child in fear, hiding in her older sibling’s bedroom while their parents fight? If you could see the children hungry, going to school with no lunch making their own way there. because their parents had handed all their cash to you? If you could see the children that cry themselves to sleep at night, because her parents have split up and they don't see their dad that they were once so close to anymore?

If you could see the wife that cries, because the man she loves with all her heart has lost his way and she can't help him back? If you could see the mother, that gave life to such a perfect child who raised and nurtured them to the best she could. whose heart now breaks as she has to watch that child now grown, on a destructive path she cannot protect them from no matter how hard she tries?

If you could see the father, the protector of his own family. the man that is strong, that worked hard to raise his family right and give them all they needed, the man that promised his princess the day she was born that he would never let any harm come her way so long as he was still breathing. If you could watch that strong proud man cry uncontrollably because his little princess now grown into a beautiful woman has sold her body to a stranger for cash ... just to give to you?

If you could see the young man who once had a great job he was proud or, but has now lost because of the little bags he keeps buying from you, If you could see him selling all his possessions one by one he worked so hard to get, if you could see him break into the elderly ladles home while she sleeps at night, to steal whatever he can to give to you, if you could see the fear that lady lives with for the rest of her life now?

If you could see all the depression, all the pain, all the heart ache, all the hopelessness. all the fear, all the people's lives It destroys?

Dear Dealer would you stop?

(Author Unknown)

 

 

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Poem - My Living Nightmare

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"I wrote this poem when I was locked up. Please do not steal it. I take great pride in my writing but don't share much of it. It is my outlet, one I don't use often enough. Please share the poem all you want but with me Brandon Tyler Bray as the Author. Thank you hope you like it"

My Living Nightmare

I dread waking up
But I force a smile
I try to give a F***
Though I haven't for awhile
All emotion stuck inside
Heart burning as it piles
No one to confide
Worries tuck away like files
Drugs take away the pain
Yet my problems now grow worse
Without them I don't feel the same
My only stop is in a hearse
I hate who I've become
On the inside I scream
I feel the drugs have won
Reality is now my worst dream
From everyone I am shunned
It's all exactly how it seems
No more retirement fund
This is no longer me
Everyday the same goal
No matter what the cost
Even down to my very soul
I've never been so lost
Scared of the sickness
Always feeling hopeless
Lost in the thickness
Of never being dopeless.

-Brandon Tyler Bray

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