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.
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
Today 2:28pm
Today 2:28pm
Ninety-Seven Ways To Avoid Usury...
PHOTO: :Here, Kitty Kitty" by Dan Kozak, c. 1972-1973
What
is most
impo'tant?
poem
or
poet ? po-et
po-em
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termite'fleas
be gnawing at the door.
...
What
is most
impo'tant?
poem
or
poet ? po-et
po-em
zoom(zoom) ?poet/poem?
?poet/poem?
?poet/poem? a'zoom(zoom ),
termite'fleas
be gnawing at the door.
...
#lies
#LifeStruggles
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
11 reads
2 Comments
BrandonBuckingham
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:06pm
Yesterday 5:06pm
Some Other Time
Click link below for audio:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IScHeO_xBvA&feature=youtu.be
Some other time
i’ll start again
Don’t want to die young
but my life, I feel i’m losing
happy i’m choosing
but moving backwards
caught up on repeat can’t sleep
what’s the matter?
onto the next chapter
yet stuck on the same page
the clock moves forward
but i’m stuck in the same day
i want to get out
i think i should leave
don’t want to tell anybody
what would they think? ...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IScHeO_xBvA&feature=youtu.be
Some other time
i’ll start again
Don’t want to die young
but my life, I feel i’m losing
happy i’m choosing
but moving backwards
caught up on repeat can’t sleep
what’s the matter?
onto the next chapter
yet stuck on the same page
the clock moves forward
but i’m stuck in the same day
i want to get out
i think i should leave
don’t want to tell anybody
what would they think? ...
#sadness
#ImSorry
#escape
#disappointment
#apathy
10 reads
0 Comments
gazellemon
Bradley J
Bradley J
Bumped 11th Nov 2019 1:07pm
4th Nov 2019 6:18pm
4th Nov 2019 6:18pm
Third Eye Blind (instrumental by Mors)
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#heroin
#addiction
#MentalHealth
77 reads
4 Comments
brokenheart201725
Poem Published
10th Nov 2019 2:56am
10th Nov 2019 2:56am
Crystal meth
There's a cold dark corner
in the deepest part of my mind,
it speaks to me sometimes and
says come back to me
I'll make you feel better.
As I lie on my bed
in the fetal position,
hoping and wishing.
The feeling of wanting
to go bad will pass quickly
Maybe that one day
I won't think about getting high,
Just to make the memories of us
Go away and I won't feel so
down and blue.
The corner keeps talking
about how good I could feel,
If I let it take over
I say no over and over ...
in the deepest part of my mind,
it speaks to me sometimes and
says come back to me
I'll make you feel better.
As I lie on my bed
in the fetal position,
hoping and wishing.
The feeling of wanting
to go bad will pass quickly
Maybe that one day
I won't think about getting high,
Just to make the memories of us
Go away and I won't feel so
down and blue.
The corner keeps talking
about how good I could feel,
If I let it take over
I say no over and over ...
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
69 reads
1 Comment
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
9th Nov 2019 3:33pm
9th Nov 2019 3:33pm
New Theories In The Realm of Tranquilitization
croc
o
dial light & lint bet
ween
the
thighs,
brings
forth a
wealth of
mean
ing.
Though not to be construed as Truth,
as we think we know it As if we lived
there, as would a circuit court judge
locked out of home when the circuit
had been done.
we ...
o
dial light & lint bet
ween
the
thighs,
brings
forth a
wealth of
mean
ing.
Though not to be construed as Truth,
as we think we know it As if we lived
there, as would a circuit court judge
locked out of home when the circuit
had been done.
we ...
#dreams
#war
#death
#peace
#rebirth
41 reads
3 Comments
Dri0417
Dri_Star
Dri_Star
Poem Published
9th Nov 2019 12:23pm
9th Nov 2019 12:23pm
My Abusive Addiction
For the past two years you were my true confidant of relief.
You made me think you were my only friend, a brainwashed belief.
I really thought you were helping me not hit my rock bottom.
You were like my favorite time of year, a beautiful autumn.
But you had me fooled into thinking that I could live my life.
I was blinded by your instant feel good and ignored my strife.
Your optical illusion made me think that I was flying.
It wasn't till I hit the ground I realized you were lying.
Yet I was hooked by your overwhelming force of seduction.
Aware but...
You made me think you were my only friend, a brainwashed belief.
I really thought you were helping me not hit my rock bottom.
You were like my favorite time of year, a beautiful autumn.
But you had me fooled into thinking that I could live my life.
I was blinded by your instant feel good and ignored my strife.
Your optical illusion made me think that I was flying.
It wasn't till I hit the ground I realized you were lying.
Yet I was hooked by your overwhelming force of seduction.
Aware but...
#depression
#drugs
#addiction #MentalHealth
#addiction #MentalHealth
61 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
7th Nov 2019 2:18pm
7th Nov 2019 2:18pm
In'spired By The Passing of Ginger Baker (1939-2019)
An original photograph of another photograph>>>>>"Fair Use" invoked.
I can't believe
I won't believe
I don't believe
how long, nor
how unlong
it is that
'these people' I think of as dead, have been indeed dead.
All these great artists that i love being stoney-cold
dead.
This isn't funny. It's fuckin hilarious, this transience, (or...
I can't believe
I won't believe
I don't believe
how long, nor
how unlong
it is that
'these people' I think of as dead, have been indeed dead.
All these great artists that i love being stoney-cold
dead.
This isn't funny. It's fuckin hilarious, this transience, (or...
#sadness
#grief
#death
#memorial
#despair
71 reads
6 Comments
hgnichols
Poem Published
6th Nov 2019 9:49pm
6th Nov 2019 9:49pm
You Look So Pretty When You're High
She takes her coffee with a splash of the sauce.
She sucks it down and she winces it off.
I know I’m supposed to help her by,
but you just look so damn pretty when you’re high.
I’ve been indulging just a little too much
Following you as you lean on your crutch
I know I have my own damn mind,
But you just look so pretty when you’re high
I don’t know what you’re chasing in that bottle
you bought yesterday, now honey, how can that be?
Your love got me breaking from the throttle,
your foot on the gas, wherever is leads
These...
She sucks it down and she winces it off.
I know I’m supposed to help her by,
but you just look so damn pretty when you’re high.
I’ve been indulging just a little too much
Following you as you lean on your crutch
I know I have my own damn mind,
But you just look so pretty when you’re high
I don’t know what you’re chasing in that bottle
you bought yesterday, now honey, how can that be?
Your love got me breaking from the throttle,
your foot on the gas, wherever is leads
These...
#love
#relationships
#alcohol
100 reads
5 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
5th Nov 2019 4:21am
5th Nov 2019 4:21am
You Got Broken Skin, I Got Broken Bones
The secret is to get yourself a
really good S&P index fund.”
To really be good at
It you have to stop
Drinking alcohol
and Coffee
you’ll understand
once you quit for
a month or so
they keep saying
I’m going to end
Up alone like
That’s a bad
Thing
Life is messy and
Unnecessary
Trying to make
It to prove
Something
To who?
I got these people
I know who
Really think they’re
Going to be...
really good S&P index fund.”
To really be good at
It you have to stop
Drinking alcohol
and Coffee
you’ll understand
once you quit for
a month or so
they keep saying
I’m going to end
Up alone like
That’s a bad
Thing
Life is messy and
Unnecessary
Trying to make
It to prove
Something
To who?
I got these people
I know who
Really think they’re
Going to be...
#MeToo
#summer
#alcohol
#coffee
#nostalgia
57 reads
2 Comments
Jofec
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2019 8:53pm
2nd Nov 2019 8:53pm
Rhyming High
Inspire me
Make me feel it deeper
The wired me sees the bigger picture
how many ?
One line ,two lines....three?
Maybe four and a puff of green
Reach the level I need
the right amount for me
Euphoria
I’m free
soaring creativity
realeasing the fear that holds onto me .
I’m in the right place
The right time
The right phase
I’m so high its great ,
My heart starts to race when I write in this state ,
My pen speeds up pace as it hits the page
After I’m done writing my piece...
Make me feel it deeper
The wired me sees the bigger picture
how many ?
One line ,two lines....three?
Maybe four and a puff of green
Reach the level I need
the right amount for me
Euphoria
I’m free
soaring creativity
realeasing the fear that holds onto me .
I’m in the right place
The right time
The right phase
I’m so high its great ,
My heart starts to race when I write in this state ,
My pen speeds up pace as it hits the page
After I’m done writing my piece...
#inspirational
#drugs
#honesty
78 reads
0 Comments
beanbandit
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2019 5:05pm
2nd Nov 2019 5:05pm
I found Jesus
I found Jesus in the bottom
of a Four Loko can
He was standing in the stance
of a drug riddled man
but his eyes weren't surprised
when they looked up to meet me
there were lies in his cries
blood on his face placed too neatly
Wincing with his feet
creeping closer to greet me
He unfolds his hand
there's a gram
"Here's a freebie"
of a Four Loko can
He was standing in the stance
of a drug riddled man
but his eyes weren't surprised
when they looked up to meet me
there were lies in his cries
blood on his face placed too neatly
Wincing with his feet
creeping closer to greet me
He unfolds his hand
there's a gram
"Here's a freebie"
#religion
#drugs
59 reads
2 Comments
gazellemon
Bradley J
Bradley J
Poem Published
1st Nov 2019 6:16pm
1st Nov 2019 6:16pm
Day 2
18 months of recovery and I am back on day 2
A 3-day heroin binge, what else do you expect an addict to do?
Every day sober is a miracle and I had many,
but complacency snuck in and my old ways came back out
Let go, let it out, never seemed forever loud
of the voice in my head screaming to vacuum up the powder
I cannot give up this, for to quit is to die
what's inside the abyss, lonely nights of vice and sin
There is no starting over, that illusion has been smashed
I walk a path not on my own, but only some god may know...
A 3-day heroin binge, what else do you expect an addict to do?
Every day sober is a miracle and I had many,
but complacency snuck in and my old ways came back out
Let go, let it out, never seemed forever loud
of the voice in my head screaming to vacuum up the powder
I cannot give up this, for to quit is to die
what's inside the abyss, lonely nights of vice and sin
There is no starting over, that illusion has been smashed
I walk a path not on my own, but only some god may know...
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#heroin #addiction
#heroin #addiction
90 reads
2 Comments
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