Drugs Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
Rhidle
Roger
Roger
Poem Published
12th Feb 2020 11:49pm
12th Feb 2020 11:49pm
Mother oh Mother
Mother oh mother, we call for you in the night
Mother oh mother, why won't you fight
Mother oh mother, it just isn't right
Mother oh mother, do you love us or the pipe.
Mother oh mother, you said you'd be there, just another lie
Mother oh mother you can't even see us, eyes always turned to the Skyy
Mother oh mother, so deep in the bottle you won't even try
Mother oh mother, because of you I've no tears left to cry
Because Mother oh mother, instead of raising us you'd rather be high
Mother oh mother, we're afraid and alone
All...
Mother oh mother, why won't you fight
Mother oh mother, it just isn't right
Mother oh mother, do you love us or the pipe.
Mother oh mother, you said you'd be there, just another lie
Mother oh mother you can't even see us, eyes always turned to the Skyy
Mother oh mother, so deep in the bottle you won't even try
Mother oh mother, because of you I've no tears left to cry
Because Mother oh mother, instead of raising us you'd rather be high
Mother oh mother, we're afraid and alone
All...
#addiction
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Kaylor1967
Ruben
Ruben
Poem Published
12th Feb 2020 2:46pm
12th Feb 2020 2:46pm
Take me to your leader
Mushroom clouds give way to sugar cane trees. Bubble-gum pop goes bang and is gone. The virus churns as butter rotates. Eyes of glitter flutter to deceive. A ten-inch penis finds its way through the mayhem. There’s always nakedness on the free to view shambles box top.
Brilliant skies love a shaman's lies. We go crazy for not being educated by folklore and myth, which could all be true tales. A harp plays to awaken a godless people. Honey drips down and flashes with cocktails. Bees go extinct and no one gives a damn. Pussey cat kisses and the purr is so wonderful. Kill me for a...
Brilliant skies love a shaman's lies. We go crazy for not being educated by folklore and myth, which could all be true tales. A harp plays to awaken a godless people. Honey drips down and flashes with cocktails. Bees go extinct and no one gives a damn. Pussey cat kisses and the purr is so wonderful. Kill me for a...
#addiction
#aliens
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Phantom2426
Poem Published
12th Feb 2020 3:38am
12th Feb 2020 3:38am
Smoke the Night
Summon Night
Mary Jane is here
We smoke her
like there is no tomorrow
cuz she screws our pain
which help us
live live
So Summon Night
We must get laid!
Mary Jane is here
We smoke her
like there is no tomorrow
cuz she screws our pain
which help us
live live
So Summon Night
We must get laid!
#women
#sex
#night
#marijuana
#dirty
59 reads
4 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
12th Feb 2020 1:31am
12th Feb 2020 1:31am
I Bought a quality bottle of bourbon and another of vodka and then I gave up drinking for awhile
I like knowing the booze is there
For those moments when I need to chill out
Everyone has their vices
I got a comfy chair
A weighted whiskey glass
A martini glass that isn't too small
A man like me needs to be prepared
I charge everything on credit cards except booze
Liquor needs to be cash
Brings me back to my humble days
I need that
For those moments when I need to chill out
Everyone has their vices
I got a comfy chair
A weighted whiskey glass
A martini glass that isn't too small
A man like me needs to be prepared
I charge everything on credit cards except booze
Liquor needs to be cash
Brings me back to my humble days
I need that
#alcohol
57 reads
14 Comments
Aliciadawn7777
Aliciadawn
Aliciadawn
Poem Published
8th Feb 2020 2:50pm
8th Feb 2020 2:50pm
Dear Sober Me
I know it all may seem a little crazy, but understand that what your doing is fucking amazing..
I know you gotta now fix all the shit you did wrong, it's time to make it right like you knew you would all along..
Let your family finally get to know the real you, besides they are the ones that really love you,the very few..
When times get hard, just remember that you've come so far..
You broke free from the hold that the needle had on you, tell your story and someday save another addict's life I'll bet you do..
Take some time to reconnect with your brothers, because...
I know you gotta now fix all the shit you did wrong, it's time to make it right like you knew you would all along..
Let your family finally get to know the real you, besides they are the ones that really love you,the very few..
When times get hard, just remember that you've come so far..
You broke free from the hold that the needle had on you, tell your story and someday save another addict's life I'll bet you do..
Take some time to reconnect with your brothers, because...
#drugs
#addiction
89 reads
1 Comment
anna_grin
grin
grin
Poem Published
8th Feb 2020 3:23am
8th Feb 2020 3:23am
i imagine cutting you down with my words but in reality my voice breaks and i am humiliated again
how dare you
you do not know how far i would have gone
this time i fucking mean it
like the last crumbs of a baggie and your friends fucking fucking each other in the same room while you dissociate and fall into yourself
i’ll not be the same
the first lie was i will never lie to you
the last lie was i care
the worst thing about all the people you meet
is not their pretentiousness
their racism
their audacity
it’s you
and having met you
i am fucking spun silver ...
you do not know how far i would have gone
this time i fucking mean it
like the last crumbs of a baggie and your friends fucking fucking each other in the same room while you dissociate and fall into yourself
i’ll not be the same
the first lie was i will never lie to you
the last lie was i care
the worst thing about all the people you meet
is not their pretentiousness
their racism
their audacity
it’s you
and having met you
i am fucking spun silver ...
#love
#lies
95 reads
3 Comments
drone
Poem Published
7th Feb 2020 12:14pm
7th Feb 2020 12:14pm
The Box of Fears
Is it such a stretch
to fetch
ones own
personal
box of fears
a hydra Pandora
a can of worms
Is it such a stretch
to let
ones curiosity flow
to be the hero
in ones own
personal
story line
that one lives
in this world of belief's
that rarely succeed
to lean to swim
in ones
sea of mind
that is everything
of that witch is
You
forever in this life
Trying
Maintaining
Upgrading
a human frame of mind
For without a hero
without the ropes...
to fetch
ones own
personal
box of fears
a hydra Pandora
a can of worms
Is it such a stretch
to let
ones curiosity flow
to be the hero
in ones own
personal
story line
that one lives
in this world of belief's
that rarely succeed
to lean to swim
in ones
sea of mind
that is everything
of that witch is
You
forever in this life
Trying
Maintaining
Upgrading
a human frame of mind
For without a hero
without the ropes...
#LifeStruggles
#honesty
58 reads
2 Comments
t_r_e
Poem Published
7th Feb 2020 11:41am
7th Feb 2020 11:41am
Liquid Courage
Alcohol.
One word ...three syllables.
I drink, but don’t take any pills.
Alcohol.
It’s the escape of it all,
there is this this kind of release it can draw.
Alcohol.
You say real life... and that thing called reality?
I have confidence and can enjoy without society’s constant gravity.
Alcohol.
He has me in love for the night,
But the next day I’ll be out of his sight.
Alcohol.
The energy as we dance,
but tomorrow look at me and you won’t catch a glance. ...
One word ...three syllables.
I drink, but don’t take any pills.
Alcohol.
It’s the escape of it all,
there is this this kind of release it can draw.
Alcohol.
You say real life... and that thing called reality?
I have confidence and can enjoy without society’s constant gravity.
Alcohol.
He has me in love for the night,
But the next day I’ll be out of his sight.
Alcohol.
The energy as we dance,
but tomorrow look at me and you won’t catch a glance. ...
#alcohol
#addiction
#humankind
#LifeCycle
#temptation
68 reads
1 Comment
Stillalive1971
Poem Published
5th Feb 2020 11:46pm
5th Feb 2020 11:46pm
Herion
Unlike her cousins
she hides a darker sin
burnt baggy eyes and a devious grin
She has ladders built in her soul
And pulls them out when
she's angry tired and bold
Up.. up..up right in her nose
And she cowardly boast
"Im in control"
Sadly No, a learned condition
So I watch from a distant
As She climbs to her death
Then back to sleep
to regain strength
A drowsy uncomfortable trance
A far away glance
Oh she's up again
searching For hope
Tighter...tighter
as she pulls on the rope...
she hides a darker sin
burnt baggy eyes and a devious grin
She has ladders built in her soul
And pulls them out when
she's angry tired and bold
Up.. up..up right in her nose
And she cowardly boast
"Im in control"
Sadly No, a learned condition
So I watch from a distant
As She climbs to her death
Then back to sleep
to regain strength
A drowsy uncomfortable trance
A far away glance
Oh she's up again
searching For hope
Tighter...tighter
as she pulls on the rope...
#love
70 reads
5 Comments
kennethross
Kenneth Ross
Kenneth Ross
Poem Published
5th Feb 2020 4:45pm
5th Feb 2020 4:45pm
A Strong Heart
#anger
#love
#children #family
#children #family
64 reads
1 Comment
MJ-SWIM
M.J S.W.I.M
M.J S.W.I.M
Poem Published
5th Feb 2020 3:00pm
5th Feb 2020 3:00pm
Toxins
#happiness
#drugs
67 reads
3 Comments
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