Drugs Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
Cipher_O
Poem Published
5th Jun 2021 4:24pm
5th Jun 2021 4:24pm
Psychedelic Jaguar
There are these tribes people
Entrenched in the shades and shadows of the jungle.
They are called: the hunters of the jaguar.
They ingest a hallucinogenic substance
and shape-shift into the magnificent creature… The jaguar.
A camera crew captured this phenomenon.
As they moved, at first, sort of decrepit.
And then…
They were completely one with it.
I remembered this…
As the mescaline turned the world to High Strangeness.
All neon like in the exhilaration
Of micro dot explosions in every segment...
Entrenched in the shades and shadows of the jungle.
They are called: the hunters of the jaguar.
They ingest a hallucinogenic substance
and shape-shift into the magnificent creature… The jaguar.
A camera crew captured this phenomenon.
As they moved, at first, sort of decrepit.
And then…
They were completely one with it.
I remembered this…
As the mescaline turned the world to High Strangeness.
All neon like in the exhilaration
Of micro dot explosions in every segment...
#universe
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#passion
39 reads
4 Comments
annatoddfan
Poem Published
4th Jun 2021 2:50am
4th Jun 2021 2:50am
The Redbull Car
i dont use cars, i use drugs and redbull
cuz redbull gives you wings
and drugs gives you halucinations
therefore, i am my own car
cuz redbull gives you wings
and drugs gives you halucinations
therefore, i am my own car
#addiction
28 reads
0 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
4th Jun 2021 2:04am
4th Jun 2021 2:04am
My Friend's Death
His name was John and he died two years ago today.
After doing drugs for many years, he finally had to pay.
He would be fifty years old if he had survived.
If he had said no to drugs, he'd still be alive.
It's sad to know that he loved to get high.
He did drugs, sadly, he was destined to die.
Some people disliked him because of his long hair.
When people pass away too young, it's never fair.
He died at the age of forty-eight and that was too young to go.
When it came to doing drugs, he'd still be alive if he had said No.
After doing drugs for many years, he finally had to pay.
He would be fifty years old if he had survived.
If he had said no to drugs, he'd still be alive.
It's sad to know that he loved to get high.
He did drugs, sadly, he was destined to die.
Some people disliked him because of his long hair.
When people pass away too young, it's never fair.
He died at the age of forty-eight and that was too young to go.
When it came to doing drugs, he'd still be alive if he had said No.
#friendship
#death
#anniversary #nonfiction
#anniversary #nonfiction
40 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2021 6:12am
3rd Jun 2021 6:12am
Blunt Farce Drama
(An Editorial Piece with Walter’s Alter Ego)
====~
Thank you Wally,
I just took a hit and that shit made me hella mellow…
Oh hello!
Tonight, we will be discussing the weed industry
And why we need to understand the bigotry
That’s been set in place by the system
Many of you may be familiar with the legalization of marijuana
In many different states
But I’m gonna make an observation that feels more like farce than drama
That may open the floodgates for debate
Over the years many dudes, homies and brothers ...
====~
Thank you Wally,
I just took a hit and that shit made me hella mellow…
Oh hello!
Tonight, we will be discussing the weed industry
And why we need to understand the bigotry
That’s been set in place by the system
Many of you may be familiar with the legalization of marijuana
In many different states
But I’m gonna make an observation that feels more like farce than drama
That may open the floodgates for debate
Over the years many dudes, homies and brothers ...
#politics
#marijuana
44 reads
3 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2021 2:14am
3rd Jun 2021 2:14am
am I so wrong?
am I so wrong....
to want to take a trip.... over and over and over again; no crowded spaces, but a figurative vacation....
am I so wrong; yet to have ever experienced it but one could only imagine the satisfaction; I know I'm a risk factor to being a drug addict....
and those who've crossed that line; I wonder how much it "changed their mind"....if they reached or passed cloud 9; I'd like to try....
this life I know is dry; I want to walk/float inside the sky; to reach an ultimate high that life itself can not provide ....
to want to take a trip.... over and over and over again; no crowded spaces, but a figurative vacation....
am I so wrong; yet to have ever experienced it but one could only imagine the satisfaction; I know I'm a risk factor to being a drug addict....
and those who've crossed that line; I wonder how much it "changed their mind"....if they reached or passed cloud 9; I'd like to try....
this life I know is dry; I want to walk/float inside the sky; to reach an ultimate high that life itself can not provide ....
#drugs
#escape
43 reads
cloventongue89
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2021 4:28pm
2nd Jun 2021 4:28pm
Big Red
Lure me in as I play blind
You’re my favorite thought
Upon which I lose my mind
Lust like a lesson I never was taught
Sweet tooth and chewing gum
Sugar decay, orgasm
I taste you just before I go numb
Heart spasm
I can’t stand myself
Using you to tolerate me
I’ve acquired a taste
For something I hate
But I can’t get enough
Of the devil’s candy
General rules of thumb
We grip
Don’t take it from strangers
You’re chewing gum
Losing flavor at the lip
Giving into...
You’re my favorite thought
Upon which I lose my mind
Lust like a lesson I never was taught
Sweet tooth and chewing gum
Sugar decay, orgasm
I taste you just before I go numb
Heart spasm
I can’t stand myself
Using you to tolerate me
I’ve acquired a taste
For something I hate
But I can’t get enough
Of the devil’s candy
General rules of thumb
We grip
Don’t take it from strangers
You’re chewing gum
Losing flavor at the lip
Giving into...
#lust
#sex
#porn
#drugs
#addiction
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2 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Bumped 1st Jun 2021 10:48am
12th Jul 2020 10:44pm
12th Jul 2020 10:44pm
Self made prison
I once roamed free
Without any cares
No limits restrained
A soul so fair
I saw beauty in all
That fancied my view
Was loved by everyone
Who crossed my path too
But as I grew older
My fun turned to habit
I burned myself out from
Chasing the rabbit
So now I lived bound
By chains in a cell
Anguished by guilt
In my own living Hell
But this prison you see
Was unlike any other
It fractured my mind
I retreated further and further
The road that I face
Is long but not...
Without any cares
No limits restrained
A soul so fair
I saw beauty in all
That fancied my view
Was loved by everyone
Who crossed my path too
But as I grew older
My fun turned to habit
I burned myself out from
Chasing the rabbit
So now I lived bound
By chains in a cell
Anguished by guilt
In my own living Hell
But this prison you see
Was unlike any other
It fractured my mind
I retreated further and further
The road that I face
Is long but not...
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#MentalHealth
490 reads
12 Comments
Bmovive
Poem Published
31st May 2021 5:02pm
31st May 2021 5:02pm
Heavy eyeliner
Waking slowly.
I feel your breath upon my neck.
So rancid.
I want to vomit.
Last night fades as morning light hurts.
My eyes feel raw.
Make up sticks .
Every line shows my habits.
You look fucked.
Useless and ugly.
Why we do this, I will never know.
Its just the high right ?
The sex is forgettable.
Awful in fact.
I dont even want to get wet with you again.
Its just the high right?
And now dirty sheets cling.
My body shivers as you pour sweat.
How I hate stale semen.
Fucking...
I feel your breath upon my neck.
So rancid.
I want to vomit.
Last night fades as morning light hurts.
My eyes feel raw.
Make up sticks .
Every line shows my habits.
You look fucked.
Useless and ugly.
Why we do this, I will never know.
Its just the high right ?
The sex is forgettable.
Awful in fact.
I dont even want to get wet with you again.
Its just the high right?
And now dirty sheets cling.
My body shivers as you pour sweat.
How I hate stale semen.
Fucking...
#drugs
#addiction
#despair
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megansagesmith
Poem Published
31st May 2021 4:23pm
31st May 2021 4:23pm
How does it feel mom?
How does it feel mom?
It must hurt.
No!
It must ache.
Does it?
You can tell me mom, you can tell me how it feels.
How does it feel mom, to have raised a child so susceptible to the world?
How does it feel mom, to have the warmth of my spit slipping down your cheek?
How does it feel mom, when I ash my cigarettes on your soft skin?
When I inhale this cigarette does your throat burn too?
When the tobacco sits on my tongue, do you taste it too?
How does it feel mom, to have heard my hymen tear too early?
How does it feel...
It must hurt.
No!
It must ache.
Does it?
You can tell me mom, you can tell me how it feels.
How does it feel mom, to have raised a child so susceptible to the world?
How does it feel mom, to have the warmth of my spit slipping down your cheek?
How does it feel mom, when I ash my cigarettes on your soft skin?
When I inhale this cigarette does your throat burn too?
When the tobacco sits on my tongue, do you taste it too?
How does it feel mom, to have heard my hymen tear too early?
How does it feel...
#mother
#disappointment
#daughter
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
31st May 2021 2:12pm
31st May 2021 2:12pm
Too far gone
Life of the party
Contagious laughter
Burning the candle from both ends
Had some psychic pain
Burning in his brain
That seemed impossible to mend
All alone is when
The demons took over
Suggesting their evil ways
A struggle for control
To avoid their goal
And keep the enemy at bay
Friends became worried
Saw the erosion
Of your spirit
Tried to help you
From fading to pale
But you didn't want to hear it
Too far gone
You just wanted to be alone
So you could take...
Contagious laughter
Burning the candle from both ends
Had some psychic pain
Burning in his brain
That seemed impossible to mend
All alone is when
The demons took over
Suggesting their evil ways
A struggle for control
To avoid their goal
And keep the enemy at bay
Friends became worried
Saw the erosion
Of your spirit
Tried to help you
From fading to pale
But you didn't want to hear it
Too far gone
You just wanted to be alone
So you could take...
#depression
#drugs
#addiction #MentalHealth
#addiction #MentalHealth
59 reads
6 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Bumped 31st May 2021 4:28am
12th Jul 2020 12:50pm
12th Jul 2020 12:50pm
Wasting my breath
First one thing
And then another
Quit this now
Then find another
Gotta find a different way
To get me through the day
The sun shines now
But always turns gray
God, send your angels
To strike me down
Bury me under
The cold hard ground
I'll leave this world
For a better place
I can't stand anymore
Breaths to waste
And then another
Quit this now
Then find another
Gotta find a different way
To get me through the day
The sun shines now
But always turns gray
God, send your angels
To strike me down
Bury me under
The cold hard ground
I'll leave this world
For a better place
I can't stand anymore
Breaths to waste
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#MentalHealth
413 reads
8 Comments
Debdeb
Poem Published
30th May 2021 9:49am
30th May 2021 9:49am
Untitled
Drugs was my answer to
everything
Took the pain away even if
Only for a while
Put me in my own prison in
in my mind and life
Always making me wonder
what if
What's this life for anyway
I've already condemned
Myself
How could I go any further
At what point do I stop
sabotage myself
At what point do I see a
pathway forward
everything
Took the pain away even if
Only for a while
Put me in my own prison in
in my mind and life
Always making me wonder
what if
What's this life for anyway
I've already condemned
Myself
How could I go any further
At what point do I stop
sabotage myself
At what point do I see a
pathway forward
#anxiety
#confusion
#disappointment
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2 Comments
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