Crack Head

by Maple Tree   Jul 5, 2019


When your little one
nests in a womb
cuddled closely;
you only know beauty.

I never knew how anger
could consume my soul,
each time a person labels
my child, and each time
the wicked boils up my
spine and I become
someone I dont want to be.

"Shes just a crackhead"

My "Crackhead" is one year clean-

She's had more surgery's than I can count
and has been on chemo longer than a person should.

She's in a prison with other lost, labeled sheep
inspiring woman, disfigured and swollen-
fighting to live.

Her head is filled with dreams
she will never fulfill and desires
that will fade away; yet she fights.

She drained crack cold turkey in a jail cell-

She's not a Crackhead- she's a Warrior

she's my Robyn.

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  • 3 months ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    I think I've said this before but I will say it again. I am not a mother nor do I deal with the hardship that is addiction. To even imagine my daughter going through this, fighting to live and surviving despite people calling her those words... those stereotypes... well, she still has hope despite others or "society" losing faith.

    I actually just wanted a show and in the episode, someone was joking about looking like an "addict" because of the pose with her arms. Everyone laughed and I was just shocked. People don't understand the stigma still behind addiction. Like with my mental illness, some days I feel it may consume me, but it is not my sole identity. I struggle with it but it does not define me. Some days, sure it feels like that, but I am more than depression.

    She is indeed a warrior and I am so damn proud of her for being one year clean. Any day clean, is a success. Any day trying despite having a slip-up, is a success. People judge and expect other humans beings to be perfect. But we mess up. The beauty is in how we rise.

    You've penned such heart and emotion as always. Love you to the moon and back!

  • 3 months ago

    by Daniel

    ‘She drained crack cold turkey in a jail cell-

    She's not a Crackhead- she's a Warrior

    she's my Robyn.‘

    You are both warriors.

    Keep fighting, and keep writing. X

  • 3 months ago

    by Everlasting

    That opening paragraph is so true. Though,
    I don’t know what to tell you about the poem and the content. It’s tough. It’s a hard subject. However, I see the beauty in your words. I do wish and I hope your daughter recovers and continues to fight to get well and better.

    You are a warrior too, Andrea. Take care. Hugs.

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