This is a letter my addiction wrote to me, since I have stoped using and been in recovery.




What's up my man Anvil, this is your friend heroin

I just woke up for a minute to see how you've been

Since you've been in your recovery, you put me to sleep

But in your hear, your soul, your mind I will always creep


I know that you still love me, but I never ever loved you

And I plan to destroy your whole world before I'm through

In fact, I hate you so much that it makes me want to scream

I hate your loved one, your hopes, and all your joyful dreams


And now that you've awaken from my never ending nightmare

You feel that your over me, don't think it, don't you dare

Because if you use me again, I will try my best

To end this fight


So remember that

I'm with you until death

And with that I will say



Your old friend



Ps. For now my grip may be slowly fading away

But the next time you pick me up, I will make you pay

Submitted: May 28, 2007

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Wow Anvil! Wow. So, so very sad. Addiction is one of the worst evils. Just as you've is like another entity. Sort of the "devil" on your shoulder taunting, teasing always there...even when you've "conquered" it, you can still here it's whisper. Those who've overcome addition are some of the bravest people I've ever met. Wonderful writing Anvil...I can't wait to check out more of your work!

Tue, May 29th, 2007 3:59am


Good job Anvil---Tess and I agree on so many things--and this is one example--everything she said and more----this is GOOD poetry---tell whoever posts your work to check their spelling---LOL

Sun, June 3rd, 2007 10:12pm

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