Drug induced blood, sweat and tears

By Stephanie Sideways

Blood
I bled for you
lies I said for you
Truth force fed to you
Red leaves stains

Language I took from you
Money I shock from you
white dust had hold of you
Little remains

Sweat
I'm ringing wet
Things that you forget
Now you have regrets
White ringed tides

Kind I cannot be
Cruel will set you free
Son, please stop and see
My love abides

Tears
That I have wept
Nights I haven't slept
Mornings when you crept
Home again

I've done all I can
You are your own man
Need me, here I am
Heal your pain

Tears, sweet, blood will pour
I will mop the floor
You're worth fighting for
Please come back

Be the son I knew
Back with worries few
Where only hope once grewÂ
Before the 'Crack'

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Published on Sunday, December 23, 2012. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Only from my imagination, my Son is 6. I sure hope I don't go through this with my kids.

Comments on "Drug induced blood, sweat and tears"

On Thursday, December 27, 2012, BetaWolfinVA (791) wrote:

Think you captured this very real fear very well... my uncle didnt handle it too well... if not for raising two of his granddaughters, i am sure we would be loosing him to the bottle like is loosing his daughtersand son to drugs
On Monday, December 24, 2012, FearlessDragon (137) wrote:

Excellent write! You capture the pain of loving an addict very well.
On Sunday, December 23, 2012, dwells (4177) wrote:

So glad this is just a poetic fantasy, you might enjoy "Killing Mommy" that I wrote a couple months ago, along the same lines. Cheers / good one Stephy!
On Sunday, December 23, 2012, haunted (837) wrote:

stephanie its a battle and some are lucky to walk away unharmed and others will make it thier mission to stop at nothing for that high...even crime. i was lucky and your poem made me remember just how lucky i was. as parents its our worst nightmare and has nothing to do with how thier raised. thanks for that. awesome!