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When the rain hid my tears.
*Trigger warning - drugs Breath of fresh air they called you, About time he met a good women they said, Help straighten his head, Keep his arse out of bed. But my brother was fine, He didn’t need saving, But you knew that. It was you that was craving. You had the curves and the looks, It didn’t take much, I knew when I met you that day, That you’d take him away, Lead him astray. There was a look in your eyes, A control in your actions, Difficult to see, Because you were the distraction, We hardly saw him those first few weeks, Mum said he was in love, I wasn’t convinced, She’d jump when the phone went, But when she answered she’d wince, Weeks turned to months, Then mum got a call, You turned up an hour later, Your were the same but .... seemed small, You’d had a fight, You ate and you slept, Mum wept, She knew the signs, Those thin bruised lines, Like Scarlett vines, Choking a shrine. You were using, Abusing, Boozing and confusing and saying you were sorry but..... I could see the worry. You listened but didn’t hear, She saw guilt but I saw fear, You got angry and left, It was a clever theft, Mum never said but I knew she was shaken, She’d of given if you’d asked, It was what you did, Not what you’d taken. I came to see you one night, Found the address in mums book, Number 12 I took, Knocked on the door and she looked shocked I was there, She didn’t care, Said you were out so I asked to come in, Asked where you’d been, She’d gotten much thinner, And had sores on her skin. She told me to go, I shouted your name, The words left my lips aching in pain, “My brothers on drugs and your to blame,” She called me insane, Slammed the door, I remember rain. I walked home that night and the rain hid my tears, I never told mum of my trip, Or my fears, But I will one day, I’m not sure when, Because I don’t think I’ll ever - See my brother again.
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Group welcomes to our newest member, Great to have you Kev, Looking forward to getting to know you ✨
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What do you know about living in an abandoned house with no heat ? And it took 5 narcan to bring you back But someone stole the shoes off your feet A stomach that hurts from not having a meal in a week From dancing with the Devil my brain is starting to tweak Watching too many people die I didnt know how to cope So it was time for me to go and get another gram of dope Now the streets will tear you down And I dont mess around Spun out in the clouds I'll never make it to the ground Losing all i love And I'll never get it back Plus my backs against the wall incase you try to come attack There's someone in the back room For the first time smoking Crack Now they took a trip to Hell And they're not ever coming back You sold your soul to the Devil But way too blind to see Everybody calls me Happy Come take a walk with me By Stephen George
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Join me in extending a warm welcome to our latest member of the family, Antoinette
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I am a poet in recovery. Ive been through a lot of hard times including loss of my loved ones and found writing in 2017. It saved my life!

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