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.
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
Today 9:57am
Today 9:57am
Relabeled: The Unstable Fable
It stopped in mid thought as I awakened alive and unwell
My first after thought was her skin I can taste and still smell
Now so damn distraught
in my head I'm out fought
with what was I thinking has now been out thought and curtailed
So what does my mind have in mind the next time
for my dream thoughts
to spot and unveil
The conundra is my hard knock dreams with my blocked thoughts when unblocked will unlock the paradox
Blocked thoughts that are low-key stocked and locked from the shock with my dreams in a box that my dreams lock ...
My first after thought was her skin I can taste and still smell
Now so damn distraught
in my head I'm out fought
with what was I thinking has now been out thought and curtailed
So what does my mind have in mind the next time
for my dream thoughts
to spot and unveil
The conundra is my hard knock dreams with my blocked thoughts when unblocked will unlock the paradox
Blocked thoughts that are low-key stocked and locked from the shock with my dreams in a box that my dreams lock ...
#murder
#dreams
#fiction
#addiction
#MentalHealth
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KittyFromHell
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:05am
Yesterday 5:05am
Late For Work
I must remember the jolt of sitting straight up in bed
Frantically grabbing at my phone for the time
With panic caught in my throat
And jumpstarting my heartbeat to send me tumbling to the floor...
Fuck, fuck, FUCK!
Missed calls flash across my screen
One by one in a persistent string
With previews of unread messages
I am too afraid to open and respond to
While I tear around the room like a maniac
Tears welling up as I inevitably smack the ground
Back from my trip to higher planes
And the earth around me seems to...
Frantically grabbing at my phone for the time
With panic caught in my throat
And jumpstarting my heartbeat to send me tumbling to the floor...
Fuck, fuck, FUCK!
Missed calls flash across my screen
One by one in a persistent string
With previews of unread messages
I am too afraid to open and respond to
While I tear around the room like a maniac
Tears welling up as I inevitably smack the ground
Back from my trip to higher planes
And the earth around me seems to...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#addiction
#LifeCycle
#responsibility
26 reads
1 Comment
KittyFromHell
Poem Published
18th Jan 2022 2:08pm
18th Jan 2022 2:08pm
Empty Glamour
The red carpet looks extra bloody tonight
She steps out with demons hanging on her lackluster frame.
Bathed in the flashing lights, they wrap around her
Like a designer dress glittering in a fleeting moment of fame.
"Who are you wearing tonight?"
This addiction made it's head-turning entrance,
Accesorized with a thousand pages of psychology articles
To give the outfit a little extra something special
While we mix and match disorders.
Winging it with all the skill of a buffoon
That won't take good advice.
The maladaptive...
She steps out with demons hanging on her lackluster frame.
Bathed in the flashing lights, they wrap around her
Like a designer dress glittering in a fleeting moment of fame.
"Who are you wearing tonight?"
This addiction made it's head-turning entrance,
Accesorized with a thousand pages of psychology articles
To give the outfit a little extra something special
While we mix and match disorders.
Winging it with all the skill of a buffoon
That won't take good advice.
The maladaptive...
#abuse
#bipolar
#drugs
#MentalHealth
#DomesticViolence
29 reads
1 Comment
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
10th Jan 2022 9:14pm
10th Jan 2022 9:14pm
Southern belle
Love is what you gave me
In a lonely, lonely world
I thought you were special
My one and only pearl
You left without warning
In the middle of the night
The beauty i drank in
Was nowhere in sight
Went looking for you
Early the next day
The bar down at the corner
Is where you always stay
I found you waiting for me
Sitting on the top shelf
My bottle of lovely liquid
As pretty as a southern belle
In a lonely, lonely world
I thought you were special
My one and only pearl
You left without warning
In the middle of the night
The beauty i drank in
Was nowhere in sight
Went looking for you
Early the next day
The bar down at the corner
Is where you always stay
I found you waiting for me
Sitting on the top shelf
My bottle of lovely liquid
As pretty as a southern belle
#alcohol
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
#bittersweet
114 reads
2 Comments
ANATNOM_GNIREFFUS
Poem Published
7th Jan 2022 7:52pm
7th Jan 2022 7:52pm
Vasoconstriction/Penetrating Cold
The blood pools down in the pads of my feet
With each step heels feel such icy pain
Hands are numb and colored plum
But somehow still I live
I choose the path of the Necromancer
A slow death, creeping up behind me
Immersed in a world swaying around
my vision after two days begins to cloud
As I exhale the cigarette smoke I can taste it
A bitter metal in the back of my throat
And a bit more each time I set my head back
And it spins all around like an early morning bat
With each step heels feel such icy pain
Hands are numb and colored plum
But somehow still I live
I choose the path of the Necromancer
A slow death, creeping up behind me
Immersed in a world swaying around
my vision after two days begins to cloud
As I exhale the cigarette smoke I can taste it
A bitter metal in the back of my throat
And a bit more each time I set my head back
And it spins all around like an early morning bat
#drugs
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zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
1st Jan 2022 8:27am
1st Jan 2022 8:27am
Dark :30pm
So fukkin what if it was a doc giving Hitler the shot
You can have at it with having a bad habit with the white rabbit
you can take a stab at it or you can stab it and grab it
but once you have it you've had it
It don't matter if you're in a hospital or in a dump or in bunker hiding like a chump or if you're as high as Adolfus fukkin Hitler
or as rich as Donald J. Trump or as dumb as
Forest mf'n Gump dope
still dope and a bump still a bump ...
You can have at it with having a bad habit with the white rabbit
you can take a stab at it or you can stab it and grab it
but once you have it you've had it
It don't matter if you're in a hospital or in a dump or in bunker hiding like a chump or if you're as high as Adolfus fukkin Hitler
or as rich as Donald J. Trump or as dumb as
Forest mf'n Gump dope
still dope and a bump still a bump ...
#love
#depression
#addiction
#MentalHealth
#despair
137 reads
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zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
31st Dec 2021 6:44pm
31st Dec 2021 6:44pm
The bottom Line
Creatively crafted lies invisibly undisguised if their mouth could've only heard how it sounded through my eyes
Exaggerations sensationalized the comprised replies from the unwise No change in tune it's a reprise from all that's contrived and described in the script flipped
unable to recognize what's real will rise as I realize real lies from slipped lips and untied ties
The tongue untied in time prematurely for the untimly demise
There's no measure or size of high
enough to make me compromise my prize it's no surprise with whom it is I can and can't and do and...
Exaggerations sensationalized the comprised replies from the unwise No change in tune it's a reprise from all that's contrived and described in the script flipped
unable to recognize what's real will rise as I realize real lies from slipped lips and untied ties
The tongue untied in time prematurely for the untimly demise
There's no measure or size of high
enough to make me compromise my prize it's no surprise with whom it is I can and can't and do and...
#secrets
#lies
#betrayal
#devil
#honesty
118 reads
0 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
29th Dec 2021 11:36pm
29th Dec 2021 11:36pm
Grandma
Grandma was so nice
Always plenty of gifts
For the kids at Christmas
Never worried about the price
Oftentimes the generosity
Included, in their pocket, a twenty
But then came the shock
When on her door there was knock
A crack team of cops
For she was a drug pusher
And, oh so sad,
So many depended on her.
They found her stash
They found her drugs and
Loads of cash.
And thus they took her away
To jail, where for a good while
She would stay.
Always plenty of gifts
For the kids at Christmas
Never worried about the price
Oftentimes the generosity
Included, in their pocket, a twenty
But then came the shock
When on her door there was knock
A crack team of cops
For she was a drug pusher
And, oh so sad,
So many depended on her.
They found her stash
They found her drugs and
Loads of cash.
And thus they took her away
To jail, where for a good while
She would stay.
#sadness
#dark
#greed
100 reads
6 Comments
Jack-The-InSaNe
Poem Published
29th Dec 2021 6:43am
29th Dec 2021 6:43am
Lilac Lucy
Little Lilac Lucy, lovingly laughing lullaby's. Singing, Soothing, sweet, siren songs. So she summons Satan; to sing along.
Lilac Lucy was flung, flying, like a fly; high above the sky. Where she sees the majestic mighty moon, whispering, "When water waves hello, no need to say goodbye, as every day we are high." Hovering, higher and higher; with helium hippy hymns. Satan dances devilishly around the fire, fireworks flying furiously faster behind lilac Lucy.
Exploding, extravagantly. Encouraging extraterrestrials, encore.
So Satan sang, senselessly. "Scepters, Scythes, skeletal...
Lilac Lucy was flung, flying, like a fly; high above the sky. Where she sees the majestic mighty moon, whispering, "When water waves hello, no need to say goodbye, as every day we are high." Hovering, higher and higher; with helium hippy hymns. Satan dances devilishly around the fire, fireworks flying furiously faster behind lilac Lucy.
Exploding, extravagantly. Encouraging extraterrestrials, encore.
So Satan sang, senselessly. "Scepters, Scythes, skeletal...
#funny
#uplifting
75 reads
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
27th Dec 2021 2:58pm
27th Dec 2021 2:58pm
Clouds
I was on my usual constitutional daily walk
On a snowy day last week
Beautiful day, lovely warmth
Provided by the sun
When I noticed a young couple
Sitting on a bench.
The young man just pulled up his sleeve
Used the needle
And injected it right in his arm.
Clouds over sunshine.
On a snowy day last week
Beautiful day, lovely warmth
Provided by the sun
When I noticed a young couple
Sitting on a bench.
The young man just pulled up his sleeve
Used the needle
And injected it right in his arm.
Clouds over sunshine.
#sadness
#dark
#disappointment
110 reads
6 Comments
KittyFromHell
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2021 7:19pm
22nd Dec 2021 7:19pm
Self Harm
I sit crumpled into a shriveled little pile,
Stomach twisting into knots
And gagging up rotten tastes
That just sit on my tongue
Long after the sick fit has passed.
My lips feel like paper for skin,
And I ache in every inch of me.
My cells scream for water
And nourishment,
But I sit spell bound and dumb.
Blankly staring at the wall
Or my phone.
My head feels like it has been cut off
From the rest of my body
As it self destructs,
And part of me is starting not to mind.
I close my eyes imagining snip, snip,...
Stomach twisting into knots
And gagging up rotten tastes
That just sit on my tongue
Long after the sick fit has passed.
My lips feel like paper for skin,
And I ache in every inch of me.
My cells scream for water
And nourishment,
But I sit spell bound and dumb.
Blankly staring at the wall
Or my phone.
My head feels like it has been cut off
From the rest of my body
As it self destructs,
And part of me is starting not to mind.
I close my eyes imagining snip, snip,...
#addiction
134 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2021 12:20pm
22nd Dec 2021 12:20pm
the lies we tell
The lies we tell
I drink half a bottle of red wine
In the evening.
The wine I drink is expensive
The bottle cost 6 euros.
I only buy half a bottle
Should I buy a full one
I will drink it all
And feel bad about my lack
Of willpower.
I see my cardiologist
3 times a year
And stay sober a week before I see her
I know she will ask
If I drink
I can look her squarely in the eyes
And say, No doctor.
I drink half a bottle of red wine
In the evening.
The wine I drink is expensive
The bottle cost 6 euros.
I only buy half a bottle
Should I buy a full one
I will drink it all
And feel bad about my lack
Of willpower.
I see my cardiologist
3 times a year
And stay sober a week before I see her
I know she will ask
If I drink
I can look her squarely in the eyes
And say, No doctor.
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#disability
75 reads
1 Comment
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