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.
Pimp2ThaFuture04
Poem Published
Today 6:47am
Today 6:47am
TEXAS TEA
Just poured up a cup of
Some purple jelly
It's just me and my imaginary
Friend Shelley
We gonna grip and sip
Until we both faded
I'm so immune to feeling sedated
I been sipping heavy daily
My Momma shakes her head
And calls me lazy
My medicinal elixir is a magical mixture
The potion I need to put my mind
At ease
I sip anywhere I damn well please
I sip at school while doing
My studies
Can't focus one bit my
Eyes twitching and blurry
I even sip in the studio
Cause it...
Some purple jelly
It's just me and my imaginary
Friend Shelley
We gonna grip and sip
Until we both faded
I'm so immune to feeling sedated
I been sipping heavy daily
My Momma shakes her head
And calls me lazy
My medicinal elixir is a magical mixture
The potion I need to put my mind
At ease
I sip anywhere I damn well please
I sip at school while doing
My studies
Can't focus one bit my
Eyes twitching and blurry
I even sip in the studio
Cause it...
#drugs
#parody
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zanniconbunn
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2020 6:48pm
3rd Jun 2020 6:48pm
Home
Home
I grew up in Newark, New Jersey, home of Jersey Club music. Nothing can compare to the bass of the song matching your heartbeat. Keeping up with the intensity of the speed was the only thing you could focus on. We didn’t have to worry about prim or polite when we dance, either. And it didn’t matter that the usual drug-dealers were outside selling weed outside. And it especially didn’t matter that at least five people got shot and killed last night.
I grew up in Newark, New Jersey, where it didn’t matter that we were poor and haven’t eaten in two whole days. It didn’t matter...
I grew up in Newark, New Jersey, home of Jersey Club music. Nothing can compare to the bass of the song matching your heartbeat. Keeping up with the intensity of the speed was the only thing you could focus on. We didn’t have to worry about prim or polite when we dance, either. And it didn’t matter that the usual drug-dealers were outside selling weed outside. And it especially didn’t matter that at least five people got shot and killed last night.
I grew up in Newark, New Jersey, where it didn’t matter that we were poor and haven’t eaten in two whole days. It didn’t matter...
#freedom
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JWAthepsycho
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2020 5:01pm
3rd Jun 2020 5:01pm
Replaced
Oh how you used to dominate my life,you intoxicating nectar
I would give everything I had for I could feel numb to reality
Every waking moment I would give to you for I wouldn't have to feel
But I don't miss the urges you gave me, how I would come to your becking call
Nor do I miss the headaches i would get when you left me the next day
I found a new high to chase and dominate my life
Instead of all my money going to you it all goes to the gym
Every waking moment tormenting my body for i can ignore you
Every ounce of sweat and pain for i can drown out...
I would give everything I had for I could feel numb to reality
Every waking moment I would give to you for I wouldn't have to feel
But I don't miss the urges you gave me, how I would come to your becking call
Nor do I miss the headaches i would get when you left me the next day
I found a new high to chase and dominate my life
Instead of all my money going to you it all goes to the gym
Every waking moment tormenting my body for i can ignore you
Every ounce of sweat and pain for i can drown out...
#addiction
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2020 1:54pm
3rd Jun 2020 1:54pm
If He Would've Had The Courage
He did drugs for many years and he finally had to pay.
Because of his drug use, he died one year ago today.
He overdosed last year and sadly, he could not survive.
If he would've had the courage to say no to drugs, he'd still be alive.
When he first started, he smoked pot and later did worse drugs like Meth.
He grew up around the wrong kind of people and that caused his eventual death.
On June 3, 2019, his family and friends had to say goodbye.
If you also do drugs, stop it or you will also eventually die.
Because of his drug use, he died one year ago today.
He overdosed last year and sadly, he could not survive.
If he would've had the courage to say no to drugs, he'd still be alive.
When he first started, he smoked pot and later did worse drugs like Meth.
He grew up around the wrong kind of people and that caused his eventual death.
On June 3, 2019, his family and friends had to say goodbye.
If you also do drugs, stop it or you will also eventually die.
#death
#drugs
#anniversary #nonfiction
#anniversary #nonfiction
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Kaylor1967
Ruben
Ruben
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2020 5:46pm
2nd Jun 2020 5:46pm
Get away.
Please listen.
I cant face that truth anymore.
It burdens my weary soul.
I will wallow in the despair I prefer.
Thank you very much all the same .
Jesus was once a friend....we lost touch.
That might of been my fault.
He has many other friends or so I've heard.
A world like ours spins too fast.
I want to get off, I dont want to participate any longer.
There are no real freedoms.
I think you'll find it's a matter of perception.
Security is just a myth.
Our mortality hangs by a thin thread.
What was once concrete...
I cant face that truth anymore.
It burdens my weary soul.
I will wallow in the despair I prefer.
Thank you very much all the same .
Jesus was once a friend....we lost touch.
That might of been my fault.
He has many other friends or so I've heard.
A world like ours spins too fast.
I want to get off, I dont want to participate any longer.
There are no real freedoms.
I think you'll find it's a matter of perception.
Security is just a myth.
Our mortality hangs by a thin thread.
What was once concrete...
#addiction
38 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2020 4:35pm
2nd Jun 2020 4:35pm
F*ckBoy
Punk pussy pushing bitches speaking to a man like a boy
Motherfuckers wanna know why you went there boy
Shit I absorb flows like a motherfucking kotex
That's until your shit spills over, then I go straight for the neck
The jugular is a vein, I need that carotid artery
A simple nick and shit has been fixed, spraying like Persian missile artillary
Don't cry bitch, you're not the only one that can spit
Wait a minute while I roll this shit and take me a hit
Purp twisted, sipping on some fucking lean
My boy, Raw Dawg, came through with that...
Motherfuckers wanna know why you went there boy
Shit I absorb flows like a motherfucking kotex
That's until your shit spills over, then I go straight for the neck
The jugular is a vein, I need that carotid artery
A simple nick and shit has been fixed, spraying like Persian missile artillary
Don't cry bitch, you're not the only one that can spit
Wait a minute while I roll this shit and take me a hit
Purp twisted, sipping on some fucking lean
My boy, Raw Dawg, came through with that...
#violence
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
33 reads
4 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2020 8:40am
2nd Jun 2020 8:40am
Sub Mission of a Bad Poem
2:50 in the morning.....
another dense night
to live through,
sleepless(ness) sole
companion. A bad
poem is birthed for
no one to hold
no one to be held
(behold! what did he
mean wit that word?).
(wit that signal) (writ
in dying.) the trap's
edge begs a sub mission
beneath in self a self of
self & self consciousness,
self service, self absorbed
so much so, that.........
that.........the words are
are not what they were.
They're nothing worth
knowing now that someone
can see the...
another dense night
to live through,
sleepless(ness) sole
companion. A bad
poem is birthed for
no one to hold
no one to be held
(behold! what did he
mean wit that word?).
(wit that signal) (writ
in dying.) the trap's
edge begs a sub mission
beneath in self a self of
self & self consciousness,
self service, self absorbed
so much so, that.........
that.........the words are
are not what they were.
They're nothing worth
knowing now that someone
can see the...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeCycle
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeCycle
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THELOSTONE666
Lil Triste
Lil Triste
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2020 2:05am
2nd Jun 2020 2:05am
What I Truly Love
I'm trying my best to stay away from crystal but it's harder than telling a racist cop to holster their pistol I don't know what to do about this feeling I can't stop feening I wanna pop pills and snort multiple lines to be higher than the fucking ceiling so instead I smoke weed and picked up drinking I don't know what I was thinking alcohol isn't much better it'll just turn what feels like a sunny day into rainy weather not being able to always be fucked up makes me rather die because drugs are what I truly love.
#alcohol
#drugs
#marijuana
#addiction
#temptation
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
1st Jun 2020 5:51pm
1st Jun 2020 5:51pm
Hang Time
Don't drink with me
Unless you need it
You feel defeated
When I'm drinking my drink
Like water I flow
Straight from a babbling brook
To a roar I go
Crashing into rocks
And then over the falls
I've got two more fifths so I can forget you all
So don't drink with me
Unless you need it
You feel defeated
My life goes with the stream
Or so it seems
From running with bass and trout
To piranhas on my team
One minute life is pure and all so clear
The next it's contaminated
And...
Unless you need it
You feel defeated
When I'm drinking my drink
Like water I flow
Straight from a babbling brook
To a roar I go
Crashing into rocks
And then over the falls
I've got two more fifths so I can forget you all
So don't drink with me
Unless you need it
You feel defeated
My life goes with the stream
Or so it seems
From running with bass and trout
To piranhas on my team
One minute life is pure and all so clear
The next it's contaminated
And...
#depression
#alcohol
#marijuana
27 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
1st Jun 2020 7:03am
1st Jun 2020 7:03am
House Arrest For A Poor Old Slob
Fold yourself into that
narrow solo bed.
The night be dark
and so unforgiving.
Crippled heart defied
death yet again, and it'll
bring you naught but
more alone'ness.
Watch them watch
over you now, protecting
yr vulner-ability to
our great Corona plague.
Fold yourself into
that unforgiving night.
There's always more
to fear..............
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narrow solo bed.
The night be dark
and so unforgiving.
Crippled heart defied
death yet again, and it'll
bring you naught but
more alone'ness.
Watch them watch
over you now, protecting
yr vulner-ability to
our great Corona plague.
Fold yourself into
that unforgiving night.
There's always more
to fear..............
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#dreams
#death
#sleep #fear
#sleep #fear
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
31st May 2020 5:52am
31st May 2020 5:52am
I Can Make You Feel Good
You like that don't you
"Yes I think I do"
There's no one else here except me and you
I can make you feel good
You realize don't you, no one cares but me
I'm the only one that can really see
The fear, the pain, that you endure everyday
If you let me I can make them go away
Just allow me once to be your friend
All rips and tears I will mend
Overeating or afraid of food
Just lie with me, I can make you feel good
Abuse, I'll end of any kind
With a little time I'll heal your mind
Take off...
"Yes I think I do"
There's no one else here except me and you
I can make you feel good
You realize don't you, no one cares but me
I'm the only one that can really see
The fear, the pain, that you endure everyday
If you let me I can make them go away
Just allow me once to be your friend
All rips and tears I will mend
Overeating or afraid of food
Just lie with me, I can make you feel good
Abuse, I'll end of any kind
With a little time I'll heal your mind
Take off...
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#addiction
49 reads
6 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
31st May 2020 1:14am
31st May 2020 1:14am
There's An Alter comin'to the Altar / An Allegory, (or not)
Corona
used to mean a neighborhood in Queen's County, NYC.
Corona
used to be a stogie. You know. Just a ci'gar.
Corona
it's just a bottle Mex beer, f'chri'sakes.
Corona
now means Death, widespread, overwhelming, calling for
desperate measures, world'wide, uni'versal......
Corona
some folks think it's a hoax......Open up them bars!
Corona
let's spend billions of bucks to play wit fckn rockets.
Corona
guess it is Rocket...
used to mean a neighborhood in Queen's County, NYC.
Corona
used to be a stogie. You know. Just a ci'gar.
Corona
it's just a bottle Mex beer, f'chri'sakes.
Corona
now means Death, widespread, overwhelming, calling for
desperate measures, world'wide, uni'versal......
Corona
some folks think it's a hoax......Open up them bars!
Corona
let's spend billions of bucks to play wit fckn rockets.
Corona
guess it is Rocket...
#death
#universe
#moon
#stars
#tobacco
26 reads
2 Comments
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