My daughter
10/9/2008 4:25:41 PM
poodler
23 Posts
I DIDN'T WRITE THIS.. I FOUND THIS AND THOUGHT IT WAS AMAZING!!
MY DAUGHTER, MY DAUGHTER
My daughter, my daughter where did you go?
I remember those pretty dresses and bows
You were always a beautiful person inside and out
I always imagined you as a successful adult
High school was hard for you, I know this is true, because that’s when Oxy-Contin took hold and consumed you
I did everything I could to save you from falling, but the OC had won and its grip kept you crawling.
20, 40, 60, 80, meaning the street value for OC
You stole to afford because it was so costly
Sentimental things that can never be replaced
To slowly kill yourself for a temporary smile on your face
After you stole and sold everything for OC
You ran out of resources for its affordability.
Your body in pain, your skin itching and crawling
OC had taken hold and was desperately calling
Your buddy, your dealer, who you thought was cool
No money, no drugs was his golden rule
The little money you had, he wanted for sure
So he offered you heroin as an alternative for a quick cure
You allowed him to stick that needle in your vein
As a desperate measure to end the physical pain
Heroin has made you even more different than before
You seem empty and sad like never before
You sleep all day and get high all night
Fighting with those who love you, not caring about your life
Your eyes never change, they are constantly pinned
With a glaze overlay and flushing of the skin skin
Now you’re an addict, worse than before
Risks of AIDS, hepatitis C, and death are constantly knocking at your door.
True friends you gave up a long time ago
Hiding your addiction as if they didn’t know
The new friends you have will stay by your side
But will have no use for you once you stop getting high
I love you so much, I wish you could see
What consumes you also consumes me
The pain you feel, I feel it too
Society has failed both me and you
I’ll be here what else can I do?
I’ve tried tough love and I still can’t get through
If I had known what this drug OC could do
My imagined successful adult just may have come true
My daughter, my daughter where did you go?
To another rehab facility to get back your soul
Today I imagine your life will be complete
Struggling no more with drugs from the street
My hopes of you being successful doesn’t matter anymore
I’d rather see you drug-free and happy, than have death at your door
To all the addicts out there, understand this
There are people that love you, who constantly wish
That society will acknowledge you have a disease
By funding more programs to keep you drug-free
To all who have read this, please take care
Drugs just aren’t worth this endless nightmare
Love,
Mom advocating for change