Submissions by stella_bella69

Hannah and Julia gaze up at me
they’re sporting matching princess pajamas,      
a gift to them from Santa
just a few measly months ago.

They are little angels,
so innocent and so pure.
I read them Good Night Moon, their favorite,
and pray they turn out nothing like me.

My girls descend into their dreams,
asleep much like the dolls
resting on the shelves- eyes shut
with long lashes blanketing the lids.
Peaceful and serene.

I slither into my lascivious black dress,
revealing, but not too trashy.
Next, my stiletto...

My body was flooded with the relief,
the heroin pulsing through every vein.
No more hurt. The rush blanketed my grief –
temporary respite from all my pain

My mind was numb.  All I wanted was more,
without my medicine I could not cope.
The price was high, but the rush I adored.
Everyone around me had lost all hope.

Rehabs, jails, doctors – none kept me clean,
until I realized this had gone too far.
On my knees I prayed, “Let me be serene”.
Drugs make you wonder who the hell you are.

Sober now 120 days –
life’s better now, but...