My Little One- Addiction

By Deathkitten

If it wasn't for the little one
I'm not sure i'd be here today
I was down a murky one way path
I walked through wild fire
Played chicken with death
Sucking down lethal doses
Heart pounding through my chest
Shaking
Enough was never enough
Without it
My body had it quite rough
Paranoia
Sweats & chills
Crushing pills
Razors, Straws & Dollar bills
Mirrors frosted
Had no reflection
It was swallowed
by addiction
That's where I wallowed
If it wasn't for my big surprise
I'd be a junkie, drugged up whore
Spreading my thighs
Working for more
I could've died
but to my surprise
My little one
scared me alive

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Published on Sunday, May 19, 2013. Filed under: "Ironic" and "Poetry"

Comments on "My Little One- Addiction"

On Monday, May 20, 2013, bobbery (119) wrote:

The innocence of new life that cures the sins of the old life. Great
On Monday, May 20, 2013, Deathkitten (571) wrote:

Something like that...thanks :)
A former member wrote: Pulled from the abyss to stand in grace by way of a little hand. That's good to read.
On Monday, May 20, 2013, Deathkitten (571) wrote:

Indeed! Thanks Shangri :)
On Sunday, May 19, 2013, haunted (837) wrote:

some cold facts in some peoples lives. and I think its a blessing in disguise for the ones that recognize it. I loved your story, it evolves in time lapse and has a great ending. I loved it jess! awesome!
On Monday, May 20, 2013, Deathkitten (571) wrote:

It can be a great blessing. Thank you Todd
On Sunday, May 19, 2013, Maladroit (198) wrote:

Motherhood was the death of my ego and the birth of my eyesight.
On Sunday, May 19, 2013, Deathkitten (571) wrote:

As motherhood tends to do. Thanks for reading.