An Autobiography in Five Chapters by Portia Nelson. An Addict Fell In A Hole And Couldn't Get Out. Redirecting to Login Page. It's a … A doctor walked by. I am hopeless. The addict said "Help! The common denominator is that it can ruin your life. It still takes a long time to get out. I would like to add a short verse, if I may, Probably after verse one or two. The poem about drugs details what it’s like to be affected by addiction. Ms. Nelson sure knew what she was talking about! A poem, first written by Samantha Reynolds in 2000, but adapted and shared many times since then, does an incredible job of revealing the raw pain … I pretend I don't see it. He sat and watched the coccon for several hours as the butterfly struggled to force its body through that little hole. II I walk down the same street. It’s in our “nice” suburban neighborhoods, and soon it could be in our homes. It takes forever to find a way out. One day a small opening appeared in the cocoon. But the addict could not buy a ladder in the hole he was in. Mine are a healthy balance of both sides to that coin. A businessman went by and the addict called out for help.. In our lives, in our children’s lives. I hope you enjoy the simplicity and staightforward tone and wisdom of her poem as much as I do. The Cocoon & the Butterfly. I … I still fall in. It isn't my fault. I fall in again. But it isn't my fault. There is a deep hole … I can't believe I'm in the same place. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. Addiction Poems by Recovering Addicts. But, it isn't my fault. He tells me this time I’ll stay in control. I can't get out!" I can't believe I am in the same place. It still takes me a long time to get out. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. Addiction can turn a perfectly healthy individual into a complete mess. Addiction Recovery Poems. I pretend I don't see it. Newcomers to Recovery - A Poem -The Hole - Only logged in users can view this page. ” I walk down the street. Chapter 1 I walk down the street. I see it is there. This poem fits my situation exactly right now! The businessman threw him some money and told him to buy himself a Ladder. Whether it be gambling, drugs, or some other kind of substance abuse, your life can quickly spin out of control if you aren't careful. The opioid crisis is not just in our inner cities, my friends. Addiction Poems: Monster in My Head. I fall in again. III I walk down the same street. Each word of my poems was hard fought either in my active addiction or through the path of recovery. I ponder the hole, and realize —I will be the one—-I will try to fill it in so no one else falls in the same hole.” I've attended poetry slams and spoken word events for years. A man found a cocoon of a butterfly, that he brought home. I walk down the same street. A Hole in the Sidewalk While the most prevalent substance addictions are to alcohol and other drugs, this workbook can be utilized for a wide range of addictive disorders — from nicotine, alcohol and drug addictions, to sex, work, spending, gambling, food, and relationship addictions. Click here if your browser does not automatically redirect you. There is a monster who lives in my head, He talks to me softly he wants me dead. Writing addiction poems is one way that recovering addicts can allow their creativity toi benefit their recovery in a very positive way. There’s a hole in the sidewalk. Drug poems can be delineations of near-death events and they can be heroic tales of overcoming the seemingly impossible. There are many things that one can become addicted to.