Drug Addiction

A cycle of poems «Is This Your American Dream?»

In shadows dark, a needle's gleam,
Where hope and dreams forever seem
To fade away, a bitter fate,
Trapped in the grip of drug's embrace.

Oh, drug addiction, cruel and cold,
A prison of despair, a story untold.
It steals your soul, leaves you astray,
A shattered vessel, lost in its sway.

The rush, the high, a momentary bliss,
But soon it fades, replaced by emptiness.
Withdrawal's torment, a living hell,
As body and mind cry out to rebel.

Oh, drug addiction, cruel and cold,
A prison of despair, a story untold.
It steals your soul, leaves you astray,
A shattered vessel, lost in its sway.

Families shattered, dreams torn apart,
As loved ones watch in anguish and heartbreak.
Promises broken, relationships severed,
The price of addiction, so dearly endured.

In rehab's embrace, a glimmer of hope,
A chance to reclaim what addiction stole.
But recovery's path is fraught with pain,
A constant battle against the urge to remain.

Oh, drug addiction, cruel and cold,
A prison of despair, a story untold.
It steals your soul, leaves you astray,
A shattered vessel, lost in its sway.

Yet even in the darkness, there's a flicker of light,
Survivors rise, their spirits bright.
With courage and determination, they prevail,
Breaking free from addiction's cruel veil.