Drugs Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
smackdownraven
Poem Published
12th Sep 2019 4:33am
12th Sep 2019 4:33am
meth rap
do you feel the beat?
deep in your chest it thumps
pumpin the blood to your brain
feel it in your cock
comin on powerful
thug delicious woman
speakin my truth
strung out on the stuff
wasn't havin no fun
holdin the pipe like it's a wand
under its spell...yeah I fell hard
holdin it like a judge
the one packin holdin court
passin down your judgement
will I get some or will I get passed?
fuck the dope scene is no joke
the one holdin got the power
broke ass fuckers runnin...
deep in your chest it thumps
pumpin the blood to your brain
feel it in your cock
comin on powerful
thug delicious woman
speakin my truth
strung out on the stuff
wasn't havin no fun
holdin the pipe like it's a wand
under its spell...yeah I fell hard
holdin it like a judge
the one packin holdin court
passin down your judgement
will I get some or will I get passed?
fuck the dope scene is no joke
the one holdin got the power
broke ass fuckers runnin...
#drugs
#addiction
#rap
83 reads
4 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
11th Sep 2019 4:18pm
11th Sep 2019 4:18pm
meth=death
#drugs
#addiction
#rap
127 reads
4 Comments
CJKay
Poem Published
10th Sep 2019 1:14am
10th Sep 2019 1:14am
In My Feelings
#depression
#drugs
#addiction
140 reads
2 Comments
Hypodermicsally
Poem Published
9th Sep 2019 8:31pm
9th Sep 2019 8:31pm
Hungry
Hundreds of thoughts dancing in my head,
I want to make love wildly with a dead
And for thinking this thought I'm not sorry,
Cause it's only a thought, not my story.
I'm a magnet to the trouble and misery,
And I want to be hated by history,
Share the cake you hungry whore,
Well sorry, I didn't mean it, and he swore.
cigarette, drugs, and pancakes,
Mistakes and conspiracy is what I make,
Call me a greedy or hungry whore, I don't care,
Cause just like you, your words don't matter anywhere.
Dinner only for a...
I want to make love wildly with a dead
And for thinking this thought I'm not sorry,
Cause it's only a thought, not my story.
I'm a magnet to the trouble and misery,
And I want to be hated by history,
Share the cake you hungry whore,
Well sorry, I didn't mean it, and he swore.
cigarette, drugs, and pancakes,
Mistakes and conspiracy is what I make,
Call me a greedy or hungry whore, I don't care,
Cause just like you, your words don't matter anywhere.
Dinner only for a...
#sex
#drugs
#food
#addiction
#greed
59 reads
0 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
9th Sep 2019 6:12pm
9th Sep 2019 6:12pm
Lovering Along The Watermelon Vine
Put (out) the trash can, can ye pleas ?
" t
r
a
s
h can " , can you say that if you can?
(I thought I can! So Think I can)
(oh, you do, do you?
do you do
what
the ponies tell you (to...
" t
r
a
s
h can " , can you say that if you can?
(I thought I can! So Think I can)
(oh, you do, do you?
do you do
what
the ponies tell you (to...
#science
#fiction
#racism
#aliens
#nonfiction
57 reads
2 Comments
Jiminex
Poem Published
7th Sep 2019 8:51pm
7th Sep 2019 8:51pm
Other addictions
Drugs come in many forms
But at this moment I'll more reflect
We all find ways to ride out the storms
Fear something will reject
My kids are my drug
I can't live without
I need those butterfly kisses and hug
An addiction I assure you no doubt
I can be angry at the things of the day
In that moment it all goes away
To listen to th many things they say
To all the heartfelt games we play
You can argue how its not a drug to me
Yet the addiction I believe is stronger
You'll never cure this disease
May...
But at this moment I'll more reflect
We all find ways to ride out the storms
Fear something will reject
My kids are my drug
I can't live without
I need those butterfly kisses and hug
An addiction I assure you no doubt
I can be angry at the things of the day
In that moment it all goes away
To listen to th many things they say
To all the heartfelt games we play
You can argue how its not a drug to me
Yet the addiction I believe is stronger
You'll never cure this disease
May...
#father
#children
66 reads
1 Comment
CJKay
Poem Published
5th Sep 2019 8:44am
5th Sep 2019 8:44am
I Smoke..
Yes, I smoke marijuana
But not just to get high
I love the good energy
All the positive vibes
I smoke so I can sleep
And also for my pain
Stay comfortably numb
So the demons go away
I smoke to uplift
My mood and my mind
I smoke to forget
All the tears that I hide
I smoke to see clearly
Though my eyes look hazy
My heart was once pure
But it's still kind of jaded
I smoke to calm the anxiety
I feel by just waking up
I smoke to ease the tension
Because reality is tough
...
But not just to get high
I love the good energy
All the positive vibes
I smoke so I can sleep
And also for my pain
Stay comfortably numb
So the demons go away
I smoke to uplift
My mood and my mind
I smoke to forget
All the tears that I hide
I smoke to see clearly
Though my eyes look hazy
My heart was once pure
But it's still kind of jaded
I smoke to calm the anxiety
I feel by just waking up
I smoke to ease the tension
Because reality is tough
...
#marijuana
95 reads
7 Comments
Syd
False Sense
False Sense
Poem Published
5th Sep 2019 1:31am
5th Sep 2019 1:31am
Shades
Dank thick perspiration
drapes over our oily nervous skin
like freshly salted slugs...
No breeze
the air is hot and still..
We carve up limes with a kitchen knife
as the other commuters look nervous.
We lick salt and do shots of tequila,
the butterflies in our stomachs do back flips
as we hurtle along in a tin tube
following the ancient British mainline
The English weather has for once done us proud. This bank holiday weekend will be a story to tell our grandchildren.....If we survive.
The festival ground is dry...
drapes over our oily nervous skin
like freshly salted slugs...
No breeze
the air is hot and still..
We carve up limes with a kitchen knife
as the other commuters look nervous.
We lick salt and do shots of tequila,
the butterflies in our stomachs do back flips
as we hurtle along in a tin tube
following the ancient British mainline
The English weather has for once done us proud. This bank holiday weekend will be a story to tell our grandchildren.....If we survive.
The festival ground is dry...
#music
#travel
#freedom
#dance
#passion
43 reads
0 Comments
David_Macleod
Poem Published
4th Sep 2019 11:37pm
4th Sep 2019 11:37pm
Pills
The red or blue pill
Apparently your choosing
Take both pills at once
Apparently your choosing
Take both pills at once
#drugs
#choices
106 reads
15 Comments
CJKay
Poem Published
4th Sep 2019 9:44am
4th Sep 2019 9:44am
Mental Illness Part 1
If you see me in the shadows
Out walking by myself
Don't think that I am creeping
I'm just thinking to myself
Spend many nights alone
Living in the dark
My life seems really easy
But it's no walk in the park
You see, I have anxiety
And I also have depression
But when you mix the two together
There are no fake expressions
Everything feels so intense
Your mind is constantly flowing
Jumbled thoughts and faded eyes
You speak without knowing
Because the voices take over
I've been up so...
Out walking by myself
Don't think that I am creeping
I'm just thinking to myself
Spend many nights alone
Living in the dark
My life seems really easy
But it's no walk in the park
You see, I have anxiety
And I also have depression
But when you mix the two together
There are no fake expressions
Everything feels so intense
Your mind is constantly flowing
Jumbled thoughts and faded eyes
You speak without knowing
Because the voices take over
I've been up so...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#drugs
#MentalHealth
113 reads
8 Comments
CJKay
Poem Published
4th Sep 2019 9:43am
4th Sep 2019 9:43am
Mental Illness Part 2
I know that's not the answer
But it's all I've ever known
I wish I could take it back
To the days that I was sober
To the days my heart wasn't cold
And my soul wasn't black
The bitterness towards others
And the violent attacks
The outbursts of hatred
Towards those that I love
Then begging for forgiveness
From the man up above
It's not fair to them
It's not fair to me
How many wakeup calls
Do I really need?
Mixed with depression
With a dash of anxiety
Bipolar disorder
Together...
But it's all I've ever known
I wish I could take it back
To the days that I was sober
To the days my heart wasn't cold
And my soul wasn't black
The bitterness towards others
And the violent attacks
The outbursts of hatred
Towards those that I love
Then begging for forgiveness
From the man up above
It's not fair to them
It's not fair to me
How many wakeup calls
Do I really need?
Mixed with depression
With a dash of anxiety
Bipolar disorder
Together...
#anxiety
#depression
#hope
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
67 reads
3 Comments
Syd
False Sense
False Sense
Poem Published
4th Sep 2019 2:05am
4th Sep 2019 2:05am
Toploder
Pushing luck
And ignorance
Right to the hilt...
I hide my wifes empty bottle with disgust,
like a cat burrying shit.
Potions and chemicals
Help me forget...
The tracking's off
The tape is twisted
Please press EJECT
And ignorance
Right to the hilt...
I hide my wifes empty bottle with disgust,
like a cat burrying shit.
Potions and chemicals
Help me forget...
The tracking's off
The tape is twisted
Please press EJECT
#dark
#shame
#despair #denial
#despair #denial
39 reads
2 Comments
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