Addicted Poem by carmen cook

addicted is what i once was. snorting, popping pills was my life. i try not to do it but i just have to. i used to snort whatever i could get my hands on. i remember when you came into the time-out room and said here's your pills. i get all hiped up wanting you to shut up. addicted is what i never thought i would be. i beg for help from whoever. i pop 20 pills, almost ends my life. i never thought this would happen to me. it did. i have overcome it though. and i'll never go back to it.
-Baby Cc