Hero In Death

Written after 14 months of sobriety

I've tried for so long, to not become this.  Heroin Death........... otherwise, for people to learn from my mistakes, because they cost my last breath.  To try to explain, to a junkie, that it doesn't have to end this way?  There is a better chance? I feel the hardest part is letting you know, that it is worth every effort, to find a better way to live.  That it takes more than a year, to feel that you will someday again, be normal?  But not the same.  The songs that lead dreary eyes, to close....... along with the heart.  I know I have seen the bottom and it was far worse, than:  the sleeping behind Target, Flying the sign, or running down the street with someone's hard earned possessions, & overdosing in the hotel or coming close to it, in a port-o-potty.

           It's hard to tell you, that it will get better.  Is the wife and kid, but still working fast food to make a buck, really better?  All the running around and getting and paying it down?  Bills paid, food in the pantry, and still I feel like a square?  Still having problems, but not with trying to get a hit?  Yes!!!!  I wish I could save you, but it has to start with you.  And you will fall down, but giving up is what will kill you.

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[Coyote Poetry]

Honest and powerful words and thoughts in the poetry.
"Yes!!!! I wish I could save you, but it has to start with you. And you will fall down, but giving up is what will kill you."
Addition is hell. Even beat, can sneak-up on us. I understand the above lines. I lost three brothers to booze and drugs. Thank you for sharing your amazing words and thoughts.
Coyote