Hi all, I read this poem about 11 yrs. ago when I got sober :) It applies to smoking as well & any other addiction out there, lol. I was thinking maybe we could all find serious poems to put in here. I started another thread, "Change" for inspirational poems :) Have a wonderful day smoke-free everybody :) I hate meetings, I hate Higher Power, I hate anyone who has a program. To all of you that come in contact with me, I wish you death and suffering. Allow me to introduce myself. I am the disease of addiction-alcoholism-drugs. I am cunning, baffling and powerful. That's me! I have killed millions and I am pleased. I love to catch you with the element of suprise. I love pretending I am your friend and lover. I have given you comfort, Have I not? Wasn't I there when you were lonely? When you wanted to die, Didn't you call me? Wasn't I always there? I love to make you hurt, I love to make you cry. Better yet, I love when I make you so numb, you can neither Hurt nor Cry, You can't feel anything at all. This is true glory! Self Imprisonment I give you instant gratification and all I ask of you is long term suffering. I have always been there for you, When things were going right in your life, You invited me. You said you didn't deserve these good things and I was the only one who would agree with you. Together we were able to destroy all the good things in your life. People don't take me seriously, They take strokes seriously, heart attacks seriously, even diabetes they take seriously. Fools that they are, they don't know that without my help these things would not be made possible. I am such a hated Disease, and yet I do not come uninvited. You choose to have me. So many have chosen me over Reality, Peace, and Serenity. More than you hate me, I hate all of you that have a 12 Step program. Your program, your meetings, your higher power all weaken me and don't allow me to function in the manner I am accustomed to. Now I must lie here quietly, you don't see me, But I am growing bigger than ever. When you only exist, I may live. When you live, I only exist. But I am here.... and until we meet again, I wish you continued death and suffering... [B]My Milage:[/B] [B]My Quit Date: [/B]8/16/2007 [B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 3 [B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 60 [B]Amount Saved:[/B] $14.40 [B]Life Gained:[/B] [B]Days:[/B] 0 [B]Hrs:[/B] 8 [B]Mins:[/B] 21 [B]Seconds:[/B] 10