Goldie Lopez

Rookie (6/30 / Staten Island, NY)

~ Hell's Addiction ~ - Poem by Goldie Lopez

~ Hell's Addiction ~
I sit on the bathroom floor,
waiting.
Veins calling you...
craving!
Blood pulses through vessels,
inhaling air I breathe steadily.
Calling of a thirst that is called hell to me.

Too hot to touch,
too hot to touch... what a rush!
Needles absorb liquid from a blacken spoon...
from a drug I always prefer to use;
this is my abuse...
Where the fire stains the metal...
scorching to the touch.
the sound of falling bottles fall upon the ground below.
The syringe sucks the juice I feed...
a cloak wraps my arm forcing it to bleed,
cutting circulation to bring out a vein.
This kind of addiction can drive a man insane!
Begging for my desires, such a hunger of delight
Soars I can't hide, these wounds won't heal,
dangerous kind of appetite.

Who shall see me... why should I hide?
Should I care about what they say:
I've slept in alleyways, lying on the wet concrete bare.
People walk on, and all they do is stare.
Treating me like garbage, though I really don't care.
I've snuck into purses,
stealing everything in sight.
I have a habit, I need that fix...
this is my heaven and hell mixed.
I can't get any higher from this point where I stand.
But this isn't what I call heaven,
When I don't care who I harm, or what I am!

Not giving a damn about the memories I sell...
this addiction is my hell.
No sexual encounter can give freedom from this wild escapade.
But that needle can offer a grantee, without delays.
Though this agreement is so unfair...
I signed my name on the dotted line,
with blood dripping from a vein… I just used.
These demons help me abuse;
having me hunger for a taste of something...
that damages and amuse.
Watching me waste away for what I consume.
Here's a drug addict's confession,
twisted is a love... imprisoned I lay...
doomed this passion.... for it's too late to walk away.
Hell's my redemption... for its thirst I crave! !


Poet's Notes about The Poem

{This poem was a very different piece for me. I was listening to a song, and it was based on drug addiction. So I began to think and was inspired to write this. There are so many people going through this, while dealing with it's heartbreaking aftermath. Many families are torn apart from drugs, and forced to see life at it's worst. Any kind of abuse is bad, so I hope I've captured what I saw in my head with great detail! }

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 21, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 9, 2012


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