Drugs Poems
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Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
This section is for poems about drug use, addiction and side effects, along with poetry describing experiences on drugs. This includes alcohol, tobacco and recreational drugs like cocaine, cannabis, meth, and heroin. It also covers poetry about medical prescription drugs like Valium, Ritalin, Prozac and other anti-depressants. In fact, poems written about any mind altering chemical can be found here. The "drugs poems" category contains writing by recreational drug and alcohol users, and people who have had significant experiences with drugs through medical treatment. It also includes poems written by those who have observed drug use first hand, from being around users or addicts. There will be poems here presenting opinions both for and against drug use, they are the views of individual poets and not the Deep Underground Poetry website.
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:26am
Yesterday 2:26am
Diana Woke With A Hangover
Diana woke with a hangover.
She saw herself naked in a mirror.
Then, she remembered Derek's party.
They were celebrating finally graduating from college.
She and Luke gulped one too many.
She saw herself naked in a mirror.
Then, she remembered Derek's party.
They were celebrating finally graduating from college.
She and Luke gulped one too many.
#alcohol
#fiction
#friendship
#school
#sex
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 11:30pm
8th Apr 2025 11:30pm
Undo me
When I look back
and consider the darkness,
acknowledgement dawns:
I played my part.
Genetics or influence?
Nature or nurture?
Perhaps both—
nobody's perfect
but the biggest mistake I made
is believing you.
Somebody needs to believe IN you,
and my faith in you will never diminish.
Believing you is something else.
Now you say what you think I want to hear.
Hankering after the days
when you were straight as a die,
I choose to believe you,
until the truth undoes you.
Still, I keep on thinking...
and consider the darkness,
acknowledgement dawns:
I played my part.
Genetics or influence?
Nature or nurture?
Perhaps both—
nobody's perfect
but the biggest mistake I made
is believing you.
Somebody needs to believe IN you,
and my faith in you will never diminish.
Believing you is something else.
Now you say what you think I want to hear.
Hankering after the days
when you were straight as a die,
I choose to believe you,
until the truth undoes you.
Still, I keep on thinking...
#addiction
#MentalHealth
#motherhood #teens
#motherhood #teens
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 00:10am
7th Apr 2025 00:10am
flayed open
It's one of those weeks
where all I'm left with
is the thoughts in my head
and you fill in the gaps
like flies to a corpse
I miss you
I want you
I hate you
I refuse to need you
but my bones ache
with the weight of your absence
And I keep asking myself
what in the actual fuck
am I doing to myself
letting you let live
rent free in this hell
that supposed to my haven?
I don't need this
I don't need you
but here you are
inside me
all the fucking time ...
where all I'm left with
is the thoughts in my head
and you fill in the gaps
like flies to a corpse
I miss you
I want you
I hate you
I refuse to need you
but my bones ache
with the weight of your absence
And I keep asking myself
what in the actual fuck
am I doing to myself
letting you let live
rent free in this hell
that supposed to my haven?
I don't need this
I don't need you
but here you are
inside me
all the fucking time ...
#addiction
#LifeStruggles
#obsession
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TellyLace88
I_Am_Her
I_Am_Her
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 4:31am
5th Apr 2025 4:31am
Untitled
Everybody keeps telling me it will get better
yet I am startng to doubt that it ever actually will
Every time I get back on my own 2 feet and do good
the drugs and toxicity pull me back in
I can never seem to get my fill
12 years sober
12 motherfucken years sober
And here I am, full circle
back in this nightmare, perforating my skin
Syringes full of poison that consumes me in the worst ways
Despite that, here I am as if I've forgotten the heartbreak of addiction
As if I've forgotten where I've been
Sober me and in recovery has this...
yet I am startng to doubt that it ever actually will
Every time I get back on my own 2 feet and do good
the drugs and toxicity pull me back in
I can never seem to get my fill
12 years sober
12 motherfucken years sober
And here I am, full circle
back in this nightmare, perforating my skin
Syringes full of poison that consumes me in the worst ways
Despite that, here I am as if I've forgotten the heartbreak of addiction
As if I've forgotten where I've been
Sober me and in recovery has this...
#acceptance
#addiction
#confessional #despair
#confessional #despair
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 2:27am
2nd Apr 2025 2:27am
Happy
sadness dwells and I fall
into the depths of self hate
loathing my way of thinking
Will I ever break the chains
Will I ever be comfortable in my own skin
my demons howl, and I shudder
Deep need overcomes me
and it's down to just me alone
and just like dying and being born
I have to face things on my own
somewhere in me my sanity is alert and waiting
but deeply ingrained is the hurt monsters
that make me run to what is familiar
and avoid at all costs the pain
inflicting damage on myself when things...
into the depths of self hate
loathing my way of thinking
Will I ever break the chains
Will I ever be comfortable in my own skin
my demons howl, and I shudder
Deep need overcomes me
and it's down to just me alone
and just like dying and being born
I have to face things on my own
somewhere in me my sanity is alert and waiting
but deeply ingrained is the hurt monsters
that make me run to what is familiar
and avoid at all costs the pain
inflicting damage on myself when things...
#addiction
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DaisyGrace
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 1:18am
2nd Apr 2025 1:18am
Best Friends Smoke a Joint in an Alley Outside a Club in the Next Town Over
I don’t know that smoke,” I said and turned
my face away from hazy,
lazy eyes
that spoke with swirling blue,
shameless lust –
a guise I know when we
are on our own.
I watch the cherry
glow from mouth to mouth,
the unfamiliar night
creeps in and I
don’t know the smoke
he’s blowing out tonight.
She don’t know that smoke,
he seeps into the dark.
She gets shy,
his smolder hands are slick
with heat. I cut confusion
eyes to his.
He’d never touched, ...
my face away from hazy,
lazy eyes
that spoke with swirling blue,
shameless lust –
a guise I know when we
are on our own.
I watch the cherry
glow from mouth to mouth,
the unfamiliar night
creeps in and I
don’t know the smoke
he’s blowing out tonight.
She don’t know that smoke,
he seeps into the dark.
She gets shy,
his smolder hands are slick
with heat. I cut confusion
eyes to his.
He’d never touched, ...
#BestFriend
#misunderstood
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Shon
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 00:02am
2nd Apr 2025 00:02am
Full Moon Apparitions
A Jack-o-Lantern.
Faerie with a lamp.
Assistance to folk in the dark.
The right amount of mead.
Plus ciders of a few.
Italian shots of the darkest.
Licorice anise flavoured mead.
You might perchance enter a world.
Conversing with a Jack-o-lantern.
About what is? What should be?
When it's going to happen?
Apparition Forsake tell me,
Why are you talking to me?
I just drunk some mead.
Went out drank ciders a few.
Gargled & had a pee.
Italian shots of dark licorice.
Anise flavoured mead.
Happy full...
Faerie with a lamp.
Assistance to folk in the dark.
The right amount of mead.
Plus ciders of a few.
Italian shots of the darkest.
Licorice anise flavoured mead.
You might perchance enter a world.
Conversing with a Jack-o-lantern.
About what is? What should be?
When it's going to happen?
Apparition Forsake tell me,
Why are you talking to me?
I just drunk some mead.
Went out drank ciders a few.
Gargled & had a pee.
Italian shots of dark licorice.
Anise flavoured mead.
Happy full...
#fairies
#fate
#luck #mythology
#luck #mythology
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EveAteRedApples
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 4:45am
1st Apr 2025 4:45am
don't mention Trump in the bedroom
You want me to believe
you're made of THC
and mind numbing chemicals
but you're not a drug
you idiot
The only thing
that is vaguely addictive
about you
is your cock
because you fuck
like you were born
to worship cunts
But it's not enough
that you make me scream
it's not enough
that you leave me so breathless
I can't stand upright unaided
it's not enough
that I see the whole universe
in the aftermath of your body
breaking mine
It's so fucking boring ...
you're made of THC
and mind numbing chemicals
but you're not a drug
you idiot
The only thing
that is vaguely addictive
about you
is your cock
because you fuck
like you were born
to worship cunts
But it's not enough
that you make me scream
it's not enough
that you leave me so breathless
I can't stand upright unaided
it's not enough
that I see the whole universe
in the aftermath of your body
breaking mine
It's so fucking boring ...
#addiction
#boredom
#drugs
#marijuana
#sex
90 reads
2 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 8:42pm
30th Mar 2025 8:42pm
faith
Little faith says I can do anything
suspicious doubt worries
my heart faulters but I stand my ground
Tiny need won't get the best of me
carnal understanding, the body remembers
what it feels like to be impenetrable
my frailty shows, and I fear
still legs shaking, I keep walking
ferocious desire it's on my mind
Some say it's easy
My brain synapses say it's not
It knows one thing
The road to devastation is easier
walking into the sunlit reality
where ever flaw shows daunting
Shrinking violet I am ...
suspicious doubt worries
my heart faulters but I stand my ground
Tiny need won't get the best of me
carnal understanding, the body remembers
what it feels like to be impenetrable
my frailty shows, and I fear
still legs shaking, I keep walking
ferocious desire it's on my mind
Some say it's easy
My brain synapses say it's not
It knows one thing
The road to devastation is easier
walking into the sunlit reality
where ever flaw shows daunting
Shrinking violet I am ...
#addiction
#drugs
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 7:24pm
30th Mar 2025 7:24pm
sleepy
corrupted rhythm I can't get out of this thought process
insidious need calls, and I want to get high
scary visions haunt in dreams I do
succumbing to my crave
sleepily crawling through each day
It is with no small effort I obstain
sulking while everyone talks fast
appeasing their demons
while mine starve
Deadly last rites, should I fold
They'll bury me in shame
But what a way to go
The autopsy will read her heart explode
no one would weep after all it was my own damn fault
So I stay clean,...
insidious need calls, and I want to get high
scary visions haunt in dreams I do
succumbing to my crave
sleepily crawling through each day
It is with no small effort I obstain
sulking while everyone talks fast
appeasing their demons
while mine starve
Deadly last rites, should I fold
They'll bury me in shame
But what a way to go
The autopsy will read her heart explode
no one would weep after all it was my own damn fault
So I stay clean,...
#addiction
#drugs
85 reads
6 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 7:52pm
28th Mar 2025 7:52pm
He Apologized For Last Night
Nastassja woke up on Sunday.
She got hungover from drinking that champagne.
That's before she saw Jason.
He walked from the bathroom.
She discovered he was hungover and naked.
He apologized for last night.
She looked at Jason confused.
Then, she discovered she was also naked.
The confusion turned into shock.
She attended his bachelor party.
He challenged her to a drinking contest.
It doesn't matter who won.
Jason is supposed to marry Julie tomorrow.
What should they try to tell her?
She got hungover from drinking that champagne.
That's before she saw Jason.
He walked from the bathroom.
She discovered he was hungover and naked.
He apologized for last night.
She looked at Jason confused.
Then, she discovered she was also naked.
The confusion turned into shock.
She attended his bachelor party.
He challenged her to a drinking contest.
It doesn't matter who won.
Jason is supposed to marry Julie tomorrow.
What should they try to tell her?
#alcohol
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
#suffering
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
27th Mar 2025 11:03pm
27th Mar 2025 11:03pm
loneliness and the devil craves
temptation flares I'm still weak
Old friends drop by
and is the polite custom to offer
my soul withdraws my body craves
a deep need, it will fix everything for a moment
I decline with a half-hearted no
they can see the need in my eyes
but my body can't handle another blow
so my psychological pain must be dealt with on my own
My friends are gone
My party days are over
Loneliness kicks in, and I cry
Old friends drop by
and is the polite custom to offer
my soul withdraws my body craves
a deep need, it will fix everything for a moment
I decline with a half-hearted no
they can see the need in my eyes
but my body can't handle another blow
so my psychological pain must be dealt with on my own
My friends are gone
My party days are over
Loneliness kicks in, and I cry
#drugs
#temptation
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