Looking for a Story

[byathread]

I saw a while back a story written about alcohol being your mistress/lover...it was fairly lengthy, but very good. Anyone have it, or can point me to it? THANKS!

[lildee]

Hi ByAThread
I did some poking around. I couldn't find anything on the message boards for the story that you are looking for. But the only place that I could think of where there might be a lengthy story is on the Recovery Stories page. As you come to the main page for EOR there are several links there. The chat room, the message boards, and one of them is for recovery stories. Click that link. It will bring up another page full of titles of stories that you may read. Hope you find what you are looking for.
God Bless
Arlene

[SunnyGirl]

Not sure if this is the story (poem) you are looking
for, but thought it was worth sharing anyway..... SG

Death By the Fifth #2
by Sandi L Schraut

Alcoholism is a terrible mistress

Tonight was the night I waited
To see how much I counted
Tonight I found out I didn’t
Or not as I was hoping

I longed to hear your voice
Sing to me on the wind
I longed to feel your warmth
Inside my head, inside my heart.

Your warmth never came
Instead all I got was cold.
I guess her warmer liquid love
Meant much, much, more to you

I know she keeps you warm
And daily you hold her close
In your hand you touch/caress her
Then inhale her into your heart

Her warmth has made you cry
But you still want her amber joy
Her love has made you sick
And still you need her comfort

I needed your warmth as well
You deny my due, deny your heat!
I live alone in comfortless cold?
While you hold her so intimate?

Oh that glass bottle is a tease
Gives you false security and hope
I offered much, much more
But abandoned am I!

Maybe some day you will know
Just what you were throwing away
So that liquid love can possess you
A love that’s death one fifth
At a time.

[dg]

Great poem. I knew you would find it Sg. if that is the one. ;D
I also remember another one that I liked but never got to print.
It goes like this. "I am your disease." or something like that.
Can u find that for me, my printer is up now. thanks

[SunnyGirl]

Hi Dg....
I found, "I am your disease" and a couple others....
Wow, after reading these, it gives me a renewed
respect for those that are clean and sober today. SG

____________________________________________


Hello, I am your Disease

I Hate meetings...I Hate higher powers...I Hate
anyone who has a program. To all who come in contact
with me, I wish you death and I wish you suffering.
Allow me to introduce myself, I am the disease of
addiction. I Am cunning, baffling, and powerful. That's
Me. I have killed millions and I am pleased.

I love to catch you with the element of suprise. I love
pretending I am your friend and lover. I have given you
comfort, haven't I? Wasn't I there when you were
lonely? When you wanted to die, didn't you call on me?
I was there, I love to make you hurt. I love to make you
cry. Better yet, I Love to make you so numb you can
neither hurt nor cry. When you can't feel anything at all.
This is true gratification. And all that I ask from you is
long term suffering. I've been there for you always.

When things were going right in your life, you invited me.
You said you didn't deserve these good things, and I
was the only one who would agree with you. Together
we were able to destroy all the good things in your life.
People don't take me seriously. They take strokes
seriously, heart attacks, even diabetes, they take
seriously. Fools. Without my help these things would
not be possible. I am such a hated disease, and yet I
do not come uninvited. You choose to have me. So
many have chosen me over reality and peace.

More than you hate me, I hate all of you who have a
12 step program. Your program, Your meeting, Your
higher power. All of these things weaken me, and I
can't function in the manner I am accustomed to. Now
I must lie here quietly. You don't see me but I am
growing bigger than ever. When you only exist, I may
live. When you live I may only exist. But I am here...

And until we meet again, If we meet again, I wish you
death and suffering.

_____________________________________________


My name is Cocaine

My name is Cocaine - call me Coke for short.
I entered this country without a passport.
Ever since then I've made lots of scum rich.
Some have been murdered and found in a ditch.
I'm more valued than diamonds, more treasured
than gold.
Use me just once and you too will be sold.

I'll make a schoolboy forget his books.
I'll make a beauty queen forget her looks.
I'll take renowned speaker and make a bore.
I'll take a mother and make here a sleeper.
I'll make a schoolteacher forget how to teach.
I'll make a preacher not want to preach.
I'll take all your rent money and you'll get evicted.
I'll murder your babies or they'll be born addicted.
I'll make you rob and steal and kill.

When you're under my power you have no will.
Remember my friend my name is " Big C ".
If you try me just one time you may never be free.
I've destroyed actors, politicians and many a hero.
I've decreased bank accounts from millions to zero.
I make shooting and stabbing a common affair.
Once I take charge you won't have a prayer.
Now that you know me what will you do ?
You'll have to decide, It's all up to you.
The day you agree to sit in my saddle.
The decision is one that no one can straddle.
Listen to me, and please listen well.
When you ride with cocaine you are headed for hell !!!

-author unknown
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Testimony of an Addict

So now, Little Man, you've grown tired of grass, L.S.D.,
goof balls, cocaine, and hash; and someone pretending
to be a true friend said, "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin."

Well honey, before you start fooling with me just let me
inform you of how it will be, for I will seduce you and
make you my slave; I've sent men much stronger than
you to their graves.

You think you could never become a disgrace and end
up addicted to poppy seed waste. So you'll start inhaling
me one afternoon, you'll take me into your arms very soon.

And once I have entered deep into your veins the
craving will drive you wildly insane. You'll need lots of
money (as you have been told); for darling, I'm much
more expensive than gold.

You'll swindle your mother, and just for a buck, you'll
turn into something vile and corrupt. You'll mug and
you'll steal for my narcotic charm, and feel contentment
when I'm in your arm.

The day when you realize the monster you've grown
you'll solemly promise to leave me alone. If you think
that you've got the mystical knack, then, Sweetie, just
try and get me off your back.

The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied into a knot, the
jangling nerves screaming for just one more shot. The
hot chills and cold sweat, the withdrawal pains, can only
be saved by my little white grains.

There's no other way, there's no need to look, for deep
down inside, you'll know that you are hooked. You'll
desperately run to the pusher, and then, you'll welcome
me back to your arms once again.

And when you return (just as I foretold), I know that
you'll give me your body and soul. You'll give up your
morals, your conscience, your heart and you will be
mine until Death do us part.

-Anonymous Addict


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Your Friend - The Enemy

I want to be with you,
Everywhere you go.
I want you to give me,
To all that you know.

I don't cost much,
For just one line.
But pay for more of me,
And you'll really feel fine.

You may lose your family,
And you don't need a friend.
Cause I'll be your partner,
Until the very end.

You will lose your appetite,
Sleep and self esteem,
But those things are not quite,
As important as they seem.

I will change your life,
Maybe bring you death,
That's what I am here for,
I am Crystal Meth.

Tina Marie Cranford

[dg]

Thanks Sg. Appreciate the time you took to do post these.

[usdupn02]

Thanks for posting these Sunny...They are powerful pieces!

Janet