Christine Petsinger

Rookie - 66 Points (6/20 / Illinois)

Me - Poem by Christine Petsinger

I’m a lost cause, even to myself.
I’m at the lowest of lows, and screaming for help.
I’m a victim of a disease,
which turned all my wants into dire needs.

I've suffered in agony, I've lived in pain.
I've rarely seen sunny days, they all were full of rain.
I am an addict, I have no hope....
my life meant nothing if I didn't have dope.

I've lived on the streets, with nothing to eat.
I've lived a life of crime to make ends meet.
my life was full of guilt and shame.
for all the wrongs.....
I've had no problem pointing blame.

There was a point where this life
brought me to my knees.
Where I cried out in desperation to anyone or anything,
that could help me.

I’m a stranger in my own skin,
living a life full of sin.
Trapped by my addiction, I wanted a life,
where I could be me again.

Now that I’m free of the shackles and chains,
I’m starting to grow, and let go of the pain.
I’m finding myself, I’m learning more each day.

How can I tell you who I really am,
when I've almost always lived my life this way?

What I am learning and starting to see,
is that I’m not perfect, but I’m perfectly me.......

Topic(s) of this poem: addiction

Poet's Notes about The Poem

for chuco

Comments about Me by Christine Petsinger

  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (7/6/2014 10:04:00 PM)

    very real picture of a drug addict later turning normal. Let this be read by all and carry the message against dope. (Report) Reply

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  • Suman Kumar Das (5/18/2014 1:05:00 AM)

    Very practical picture of present of life.................liked it dear! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 18, 2014

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