I Couldn't Save You - a Poem About Drug Addiction
I Couldn't Save You
I grab your arm
fresh track marks screaming in my face
You throw words of denial and anger
between us
not wanting my help or the truth
I speak reality of the path you're on
but my words fall
shattered and unreceived
I failed...
Trying to rescue you
once more
from the world of drugs and abuse
You are convinced you'll be fine
as you smile
past the bruises on your face
I offer to take you away to safety
but your were married
to your lovers heroin, crack and cocaine
I failed...
Years later you were found
dead
face down on your bathroom floor
A fresh track mark on your arm from
the one you loved
that took your life in the end
I face your death with broken tears
on my face
knowing I couldn't save you
Published by Rachael A. Lund
Rachael Lund is an article and blog writer and poet of 25 years. She is a Top 1000 Yahoo Contributor on the Yahoo Contributor Network. Rachael is personally living with multiple chronic illnesses, including... View profile
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Post a CommentSad but truly touching- I experienced something close in an outreach program- the girl was 19 crack addicted, pregnant and had four other children in state services. She seemed to be getting better- but she died overdosed after the 5th baby was born.
So sad. I hope it helps someone. Excellent work!