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    By Allyson C. 10 years It took me to realize I am my own demise 10 days Iโ€™ve been lying here In misery Cold, hot, weak, jittery Inhale Exhale Nausea,

    Iโ€™ve experienced and received my answer I canโ€™t have the poison in my body any longer. It tasted sweet at first but turned

    I was just a little kid when you entered my world. I remember the first time I saw you, heard

    Author: Ron H. Excuse me, but I think someone needs to be in charge here. Who needs to be in charge? If I

    The Power of Imagination in Psychotherapy Therapy emphasises the importance of exploring our minds, seeking truth or clarity andย uncovering our past.

    Tennessee Williams, F Scott Fitzgerald, Hemingway, Cheever, Carver, Berrymanโ€ฆ Six giants of American literature โ€“ and all addicted to alcohol.

    Equilibrium, Truth, and Hope: What It's Like to Be a Writer in Recovery We speak to four accomplished writers about their writing

    Creativity Can Play an Important Role in Addiction Recovery A novelist in recovery said he believed drinking made him a better

    I open my eyes and am terrified by what I see. I am trapped and donโ€™t know where I am supposed

    In a room where whispers cling to the walls, A figure collapses as the darkness calls. Windows to the soul, reflecting the

    What are you burning I think it's your soul You're breathing in smoke That won't fill the hole And when you breathe out Your chemical

    Theft by Deception Welcome to Hell I feel like Heaven Iโ€™ll feed your head with lies Just one more time, you wonโ€™t die It was

    When Wolf Parade sang, "I keep my head up tight. I make my plans at night. And I don't sleep,

    One of my favorite writers of all-time was an underrated talent behind the likes of Parks and Recreation, Eastbound and

    I was never high enough. My body defied odds of survival. A regular EF5 tornado. He was my treatment center roommate

    Bright age of 16, year 11 ahead them gcses staring down at me im dead poppin pillies like they were harmless but struggled with