This Is Where Addiction Comes From

This Is Where Addiction Comes From

The next time you feel like calling your daughter a name or telling her she is worthless, or smacking her one, or the next time you look at her with lust in your eyes or heart, I want you to read this poem and think about what it says. Then I want you to get down on your knees and humble yourself before God and beg his forgiveness.  If you will do that maybe you will find the courage to beg your daughter’s forgiveness too.  This is where addiction comes from. You create it.


The Monster Deep Inside1


If all the world could only see

all the problems that seem to gather

and the tears that fall but don’t really matter,

the creature that eats up all of me,

the monster that is so deep inside,

the one I deeply want to hide.

It is a seed that was planted long ago,

a part of me I don’t want to show,

It rips all of my life apart.

It makes me look like I have no heart.

It makes me look like something I’m not.

It shows what I have not been taught.

It twists and turns, hurts and burns.

The monster shows I have no concerns.


1A poem written by an anonymous drug addicted prostitute and gifted to the author


This is where addiction comes from.

You create it.


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Ex-golf inventor, Ex-stockbroker, author, blogger, social activist, drug counselor, public speaker


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