Drugs Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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.
Drug Resistant Depression
wasn’t strong enough”
Claiming thoughts not my own
Up the dose, Doc!
These pills aren’t working
Side effects may include
Transplanted transmissions lost in translation
Put the “Harm” in Pharmacy
You call it Wellness
I call it a piss poor fix
for a vessel not certain
it's even broken
The only thing for certain
is I’ll be hurtin’
if I don’t find a solution, stat!
Trial and error
Every patient a lab rat
Look at me playing the victim
Like I’ve been done wrong
Truth is I want...
Antithetical Addict Understanding Love
You mean the world to me…
I’m so lost in your spell. You’ve changed my life in more than one way. Bringing me peace of heaven and the perpetual punishment of hell.
I’ve learned how to live my life surrounded by pleasing you and trying to obtain you in the best way I can possibly achieve.
Even if you’re not the best on some days it doesn’t matter cause it’s just you what I crave.
You give me such a high and when you’re gone it’s so low. When you’re around you make everything go away. You’re so warm, loving and full of life. I’m stuck wanting to keep...
Pretend
my bandaid hides my pain,
the mask hides my expressions,
the pills shield my aggression.
My umbrella broke,
my bandaids soaked,
the mask cracked,
the pills back-lashed,
and once again I am insane.
#meditation #MentalHealth
Scourge of the elixir
The potion of fate
The purge of the fixer
seven seconds too late
Minute by minute
And hour by hour
The salve to be swindled
From the seeds of a flower
Chasing the dragon
from his chalice, we sip
Unsheathing the needle
In search of the trip
The guise of the wired
The skin of their thrones
Their emotions misfire
To cast vie to their bones
Farewell, my reality
Force my mind to a place
Where I’ve really got nothing
In that world there to face
...
A Mindless Trip
You say that you've seen the light
You've seen the seven wonders,
morning, noon & night
Pulsing, flashing, spiritual sounds
Make you doubt your sanity
You think about making music,
twisted & out of key
You say you have traced your roots
Under the secrets of your mind
How can you be happy,
when it's you you can't find
I'm only a phone call away
with your name carved into it
I watch as you look back at me
before you step into the free fall
knowing where you're going
I can't follow
It doesn't matter that my name
is etched into the stone history of us
it doesn't matter that I understand
how easy it is to fall into the abyss
it doesn't matter that I tried
to pave a different road for you
with all the blood my soul had to spare
sometimes fate finds us and binds us
and when we wake up like death
lingering at the bottom of the...
sobriety
He stopped drinking and looked remarkable
well, his wife was happy, less so his friends who
didn't see him in the bar and when meeting him
in the street, his manner was awkward, almost
formal, a few words of greeting followed by
silence
He was promoted at work, wore a suit his shoes were polished, and he bought a new car
His wife was proud of the new man he had
become, so was the family on her side
One day, when he didn't come home in time
his wife was worried, and she went looking for
his whereabouts, she didn't...
#apathy #boredom
Not a blessing
Stop The Madness
Addiction is killing her
Determination
Through the looking glass...
I see the sweet, gentle, loving boy I raised.
When I visit him in jail, behind the looking glass is not that man you see.
To me it's that 10 year old boy who sang "beautiful" by eminem when I was having a bad day. I see the 5 year old who started climbing cliffs on camping trips while I held my breath, I see the 12 year old who loved to bmx and was an amazing parkour, I see the 9 year old who was filled with excitement when he got to meet mike row from dirty jobs and...
Dream pills
Geez!..
I had a lunch of two slices of tangerine
Freeze!..
They found me so cunning I got posted to the house Slytherin!
Walk and roam around craving for my dream pills
They make me engage in such sudden trips
Faraway no someone nor bothering
No enmity nor any envy
Spilling the beans where I use so many means
Makes your hopes swells above the rim
And where I only get closer to my dreams
All those pretty things leave me wondering
Take it as though Alice in the land...
Foxhole of Fishes
And the breaking
Find a saltwater underground
Swirl into deep pearlescent
Holes become worlds
With the bellies of fish
That swish and shine like stars
And the dark and deep blue
Becomes covering
Safe night
And a sovereign space
To sleep walk through
But agitated in our kingdom
Of separate from the grass
And hard wired
Dirt and unplowed fields
The scarecrow watches
Transforms and dives in
To do what the scarecrow is want
To do
His new being ...