Drugs Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
Echoes of Relapse
It comes in the night, as you lay in your bed,
you think you are safe, then it creeps in your head.
It whispers in your ear to come out and play,
"You know that you want to, you've been thinking about it all day."
It holds me tight, promises it'll all be okay,
It'd have to be right? I watched 5 leave today.**
Now that the thought has been placed in my brain,
It's really appealing, I can feel in it in my veins.
I'm ready to go, like you already knew,
but hold up real quick, let's play the tape through:
I'm heading back to Kensington,...
you think you are safe, then it creeps in your head.
It whispers in your ear to come out and play,
"You know that you want to, you've been thinking about it all day."
It holds me tight, promises it'll all be okay,
It'd have to be right? I watched 5 leave today.**
Now that the thought has been placed in my brain,
It's really appealing, I can feel in it in my veins.
I'm ready to go, like you already knew,
but hold up real quick, let's play the tape through:
I'm heading back to Kensington,...
#addiction
#anxiety
#drugs
#healing
#hope
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the room
The Room
Many hospitals have a room away from the daily hustle and bustle of accidents and ill health
A room that has comfortable deep chairs, where the light is not bright, nor is too hot or too cold, staffed by top professional nurses
Here they can come, those with chronic pain
And those who cannot be cured, can sit pain-free for some hours, and sink into a mild euphoria
This room has no place for religion or fear
of Darkness, a blessed room for those modern medicine can do no more
Many hospitals have a room away from the daily hustle and bustle of accidents and ill health
A room that has comfortable deep chairs, where the light is not bright, nor is too hot or too cold, staffed by top professional nurses
Here they can come, those with chronic pain
And those who cannot be cured, can sit pain-free for some hours, and sink into a mild euphoria
This room has no place for religion or fear
of Darkness, a blessed room for those modern medicine can do no more
#admiration
#courage
#emotions #forgiveness
#emotions #forgiveness
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Apologies K2 and R0
One skinny bitch two, three and then four
Why not a cola with rum roo?
Im just having fun
Oh what a delight
K2 and R0 buying each coctail i drink
Two shots of fireball, one more bottle of beer
My train time is moving closer i fear.
Good thing my man brought me more booze
A liter of beer and a little bit of liquor
How much more could she drink?
Its 6:30 AM my mom's got work
By the time she gets to the pisser,
the door is locked
"How much longer you fucking...
Why not a cola with rum roo?
Im just having fun
Oh what a delight
K2 and R0 buying each coctail i drink
Two shots of fireball, one more bottle of beer
My train time is moving closer i fear.
Good thing my man brought me more booze
A liter of beer and a little bit of liquor
How much more could she drink?
Its 6:30 AM my mom's got work
By the time she gets to the pisser,
the door is locked
"How much longer you fucking...
#addiction
#alcohol
#dark
#death
#despair
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the last bus
The last bus
This is a day for us losers, no this is not about the climate, from my window it looks like doing well, a dollop of sun there and a splash of rain there, it is no asking for anyone’s permission
With losers, I mean us who have managed to get old, but living wildly and not going for longevity
This makes us miserable because we have nothing to look back on and say, sure I did that
It is not that we didn’t try to make a mark, but
Booze and women got in the way, conquest
a whore in every port
Some of us tried to make a mark by scribbling
Our...
This is a day for us losers, no this is not about the climate, from my window it looks like doing well, a dollop of sun there and a splash of rain there, it is no asking for anyone’s permission
With losers, I mean us who have managed to get old, but living wildly and not going for longevity
This makes us miserable because we have nothing to look back on and say, sure I did that
It is not that we didn’t try to make a mark, but
Booze and women got in the way, conquest
a whore in every port
Some of us tried to make a mark by scribbling
Our...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#forgiveness
#kindness
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Expiration date

#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#suicide
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Why do you do that to thyself
I can't really understand why do you do that to thyself, 🤔 for it's not going to change anything that you can't change thyself. FOR sure it's literally just a fix for a moment and then you find thyself, sometimes hurting in pain or be getting thoughts on killing yourself or hurting those who care deeply about you. 🤨 YET you continue to do what you do to thyself, thinking it's gonna help you navigate, through the darkness of the evil forces, that seems to control your thoughts calling you affecting your insight and life. Yet you still believe that it's helping you to cope with...
#addiction
#depression
#illness
#MentalHealth
#sadness
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Prisoner
Swallowed by shadows
Crawling blindly
Looking for help
Regrets remain
Clear in my brain
Remember myself
And miss myself
Before enslavement
Buried my testament
Is this how it ends?
Howling humiliation
Strangles hope
Vices victorious
Over a beaten soul
God help me
Yours truly,
Poisoned prisoner
Crawling blindly
Looking for help
Regrets remain
Clear in my brain
Remember myself
And miss myself
Before enslavement
Buried my testament
Is this how it ends?
Howling humiliation
Strangles hope
Vices victorious
Over a beaten soul
God help me
Yours truly,
Poisoned prisoner
#addiction
#alcohol
#depression
#drugs
#temptation
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Nicotine
The hush it drapes upon a weary mind
It calms the storms that swirl behind each thought,
If only I remain within this time,
The hush it drapes upon a weary mind
The taste of night exhales the broken day
With each and every promise, sighs relent,
In dimmest pause, a fragile silence stay,
The taste of night exhales the broken day
We float along the hush that drifts between
Where haunted sorrows never weigh our breath,
The spirits always present, seldom seen,
We float along the hush that drifts between
It calms the storms that swirl behind each thought,
If only I remain within this time,
The hush it drapes upon a weary mind
The taste of night exhales the broken day
With each and every promise, sighs relent,
In dimmest pause, a fragile silence stay,
The taste of night exhales the broken day
We float along the hush that drifts between
Where haunted sorrows never weigh our breath,
The spirits always present, seldom seen,
We float along the hush that drifts between
#tobacco
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Campfire
I’m deep in a draught
Of High West Campfire,
Breathing deep,
Seeing new,
And
Just between me and you,
I don’t dare sleep,
Tiptoeing the high wire,
Awaiting the inevitable crash.
Of High West Campfire,
Breathing deep,
Seeing new,
And
Just between me and you,
I don’t dare sleep,
Tiptoeing the high wire,
Awaiting the inevitable crash.
#alcohol
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She Drinks...

#addiction
#depression
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this darkness isn't big enough for two
I don't want to be alone with you
in the dark tonight
trading scars and spilling darkness
like cheap cask wine
because alcoholics
don't buy nice things
and our souls don't know
how to aim for top shelf destruction
We are discarded art
half drawn and torn in strange places
I tried to tape you back together
but you wrapped me up
in your co-dependence
and I was too lonely to cut you off
because like every drug
that's picked me up to let me fall
you got inside and gave me something
I never...
in the dark tonight
trading scars and spilling darkness
like cheap cask wine
because alcoholics
don't buy nice things
and our souls don't know
how to aim for top shelf destruction
We are discarded art
half drawn and torn in strange places
I tried to tape you back together
but you wrapped me up
in your co-dependence
and I was too lonely to cut you off
because like every drug
that's picked me up to let me fall
you got inside and gave me something
I never...
#addiction
#emptiness
#friendship #loneliness
#friendship #loneliness
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the ghost
The Ghost
I tend to wake up at three in the morning
So, I woke up in acold bedroom we can’t afford
To keep any electric heaters on at night
I sensed I was not alone, the someone was watching me
I used to be fearful of this none person thought it was someone, perhaps a woman who I had loved and left, but since women had left me
Not the other way around, it must be something else
I decided it was my old dog Bami she was out
Of habit back to see if I was safe
I spoke softly to her called her darling thanked
Her for the thirteen years we...
I tend to wake up at three in the morning
So, I woke up in acold bedroom we can’t afford
To keep any electric heaters on at night
I sensed I was not alone, the someone was watching me
I used to be fearful of this none person thought it was someone, perhaps a woman who I had loved and left, but since women had left me
Not the other way around, it must be something else
I decided it was my old dog Bami she was out
Of habit back to see if I was safe
I spoke softly to her called her darling thanked
Her for the thirteen years we...
#courage
#kindness
#love
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DU Poetry : Drug, Alcohol and Addiction Poems (Page 2)