A look in to my past as an addict. I am now clean, and I have also become a mother. Being a mom has put a whole new perspective on looking at my past. I am hoping to just get down these stories and thoughts...a little bit everyday. I don't care if anyone reads this or not. Instead, I view it as a format for my thoughts. A reason to write a little everyday, until my masterpiece is finished.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
The needle Slides in like butter
The thick brown liquid Waits as I poke around for A vein
There it is I see red My blood Flows back into The syringe Mixing with the brown
The red blood Blossoms Like a poppy As it Ebbs and flows