drugs & drink

Hi im looking for a poem about a family member or someone you know on drugs and also another one about an alcoholic :)

well i dont have exactly what ur looking for. but i have a poem that can relate to peer pressure, and the hole idea of drugs and such things. why do u need them?

just want some inspiration basically
trying to write one myself to my sister and cant put all my thoughts 2gether at the moment

hmm...
say things like:

i dont want to see u hurt,
you mean to much

whatever happened to the innocent fun loving sister.

uhm yea.

i see how ur stuck...

Rummaging through everything, looking for the bottle that I had last night
If I could just find it halfway full I know I'll be alright

Oh no , there is only a sip
Running around looking for more I fall and trip

I grab my nose as it begins to bleed
Alcohol is the only thing I need

I glance in the mirror my eyes are blood shot
Digging in her pocket book I hope I don't get caught

I am only going to take enough to get me a six pack
When ever I get a job,I'll put the money back

A six pack wasn't enough,I need some whiskey to
I'll take the money from Dad's wallet ,he'd be mad if he knew

I'm starting to get sick as I gulp it down
No one knows that I am drunk ,as I throw up they can not hear the sound

It's cold as I wake lying here upon the ground
No one sees me in the ditch their looking all around

I'll be fine as soon as I get me a little more
I just have to get up so I can make my way to the store

I'm so glad that no one never saw it
I'm so glad that no one knows that I'm an alcoholic
©Tisha

*Written for my Mom's boyfriend Rick,who cares about alcohol more than anything in this world*

Looking around but the world just don't seem quite the same,
so I'll take a little more just to ease my pain.
Living an illusion but reality is what it seems,
White Magic Powder! Keeping me locked in my dreams!
White Magic Powder......
As I look around, the walls all seem nice and white,
everyone that I love are all out of sight.
I have to have it because it makes me feel so alive but....
I know that in the end I won’t survive.
It makes be believe that Heaven is where I dwell,
but in reality....
I’m living in Hell!

White Magic Powder.....it's giving me such strife
White magic powder......now it's my only life
I know what I'm doing is wrong,
but I've been within this nightmare for too long.
I have no idea what I started it for,
but as each day passes....... I need more and more!
White Magic Powder.

Such pretty colours start to fill the skies,
as the tears start to fill my eyes.
I'm feeling so good, I'm feeling great!
I watch the bright light come towards me and I know it's too late.
My heart is filled with pain and sorrow but my head is blind.
My White Magic Powder, it plays with my mind.
The bright light comes towards me, it won’t pass me by.
I guess today, is a good day to die.
White Magic Powder.....!

http://www.baz94.co.uk/poetry/whitemagicpoweder.htm

there r several out there. My poem "Destruction" is about my party drunk days it may help u.

oh my god that is so good thank you all so much for your help
:)

I have one called One More Drink and another called It Wasn't Enough. I hope those help!
Charisma*

you can look on mine if you want and if anyone of those wont do thne i have some sitting with me, i have aloit about heroin abuse.. as my ex was an addict.. good luck xx