Drugs Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
buddhakitty
Poem Published
19th Nov 2021 5:27am
19th Nov 2021 5:27am
somewhere between madness and death
1979
sitting by myself in
a dorm room,
getting high
again.
that sad,
unmistakable
feeling of being
invincible to
consequences,
the consequences
mounting up;
stealing
money,
abandoning
friends and
family,
failing grades.
my only companion
the pulse of blood
moving thru my
wrist.
too sick to care,
trapped somewhere
between madness
and death,
waiting for the
last swallow of
life to...
sitting by myself in
a dorm room,
getting high
again.
that sad,
unmistakable
feeling of being
invincible to
consequences,
the consequences
mounting up;
stealing
money,
abandoning
friends and
family,
failing grades.
my only companion
the pulse of blood
moving thru my
wrist.
too sick to care,
trapped somewhere
between madness
and death,
waiting for the
last swallow of
life to...
#addiction
#apathy
#vulnerability
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WitheredRose
Poem Published
18th Nov 2021 3:41am
18th Nov 2021 3:41am
Poisonous Happiness
I still remember how it felt.
Waking up. Shaking. Soaked in sweat.
I still remember how it felt.
To start the day by getting drunk.
To me it was like coffee.
I still remember how it felt.
To eat zonoct like it was breakfast.
Actually, it was my breakfast.
I still remember the joy,
When the drugs kicked.
Oh it made me happy.
So happy it kept me in it for years.
I couldn’t get by sober.
I could go for days,
Only by drugs and alcohol.
I wonder how I’m still breathing?
Though it feels like I’m only...
Waking up. Shaking. Soaked in sweat.
I still remember how it felt.
To start the day by getting drunk.
To me it was like coffee.
I still remember how it felt.
To eat zonoct like it was breakfast.
Actually, it was my breakfast.
I still remember the joy,
When the drugs kicked.
Oh it made me happy.
So happy it kept me in it for years.
I couldn’t get by sober.
I could go for days,
Only by drugs and alcohol.
I wonder how I’m still breathing?
Though it feels like I’m only...
#regret
#addiction
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Adelphina
Poem Published
18th Nov 2021 3:37am
18th Nov 2021 3:37am
Crocodile
Even when he lies
He says
I'll be back in an hour
I shrug it off and
Take a shower
Many hours later
He strolls into the house
I sit waiting like a mouse
Look into his eyes
Already know he's fried
Even when he lies
He says
I smoked a little weed
His anthem his creed
Saluting the visible bloody vein
Even when I lie
I say
I'll love you forever
Float over like a
Magnetic feather
When he reaches for my hand
I should have ran
He touches my skin
I know he wants...
He says
I'll be back in an hour
I shrug it off and
Take a shower
Many hours later
He strolls into the house
I sit waiting like a mouse
Look into his eyes
Already know he's fried
Even when he lies
He says
I smoked a little weed
His anthem his creed
Saluting the visible bloody vein
Even when I lie
I say
I'll love you forever
Float over like a
Magnetic feather
When he reaches for my hand
I should have ran
He touches my skin
I know he wants...
#relationships
#drugs
157 reads
22 Comments
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
14th Nov 2021 4:16am
14th Nov 2021 4:16am
Amygdala...
How I wanted to be part of the crowd.
Allowed to feel I belonged.
My mind's made up, I'll walk beyond the line.
Stomach turns as I try to endure.
All the bullshit I've forced myself to.
This isn't for me, it's for them.
All my friends.
No one's there to tell her.
They're laughing.
At the fool she's become.
She's losing her grip on reality.
Am I mistaken?
Fly into a world unknown.
Beyond the horizon where your imagination's wild.
Leaving everything which held you down.
Be none the wiser.
There's a...
Allowed to feel I belonged.
My mind's made up, I'll walk beyond the line.
Stomach turns as I try to endure.
All the bullshit I've forced myself to.
This isn't for me, it's for them.
All my friends.
No one's there to tell her.
They're laughing.
At the fool she's become.
She's losing her grip on reality.
Am I mistaken?
Fly into a world unknown.
Beyond the horizon where your imagination's wild.
Leaving everything which held you down.
Be none the wiser.
There's a...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
79 reads
4 Comments
personanongrata
Poem Published
10th Nov 2021 5:55am
10th Nov 2021 5:55am
the balm
I offer you my being
you give me back some guilt.
A mental fairy tale
Willingly rebuilt.
But the prince is already late
the kingdom now is lost.
Despair has conquered it
And this crown is a thorn,
that pierces my being
that curses my guilt
and balm on my sorrow:
my pupils when they shrink.
you give me back some guilt.
A mental fairy tale
Willingly rebuilt.
But the prince is already late
the kingdom now is lost.
Despair has conquered it
And this crown is a thorn,
that pierces my being
that curses my guilt
and balm on my sorrow:
my pupils when they shrink.
#addiction
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archie23
Poem Published
10th Nov 2021 4:04am
10th Nov 2021 4:04am
APOCOLYPTIC SUNSHINE
APOCOLYPTIC SUNSHINE
I awoke unaware somewhere between
a lucid dream and a pure unsure vivid nightmare
Eyes open and beaming at what was seeming
to be what my see-saw mind and eyes would soon see
Sweat drenched my insides defining the unaware
hands clenching the sides of the reclining chair
unsure of the toon waiting to be played
.....before me......
"What's up Doc?"
I awoke unaware somewhere between
a lucid dream and a pure unsure vivid nightmare
Eyes open and beaming at what was seeming
to be what my see-saw mind and eyes would soon see
Sweat drenched my insides defining the unaware
hands clenching the sides of the reclining chair
unsure of the toon waiting to be played
.....before me......
"What's up Doc?"
#rejection
#humankind
#confusion #fear
#confusion #fear
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8 Comments
Zenisith
Zweig
Zweig
Poem Published
9th Nov 2021 11:52pm
9th Nov 2021 11:52pm
vices
for dad collection - 08 / 16 / 21
It’s strange —
how i used to resent my father
or his vices,
when now
i understand why.
Now,
i understand —
how the smoke embraces you
like a lover
and how
the alcohol — fills in the cracks
like grout .
But then again,
lovers don’t last forever
and tiles
need re-grouting.
It’s strange —
how i used to resent my father
or his vices,
when now
i understand why.
Now,
i understand —
how the smoke embraces you
like a lover
and how
the alcohol — fills in the cracks
like grout .
But then again,
lovers don’t last forever
and tiles
need re-grouting.
#loneliness
#father
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zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
7th Nov 2021 5:50am
7th Nov 2021 5:50am
The 11th Hour
It's harassing to me when I think about the what, the what it was I ought not sought surpassing what I got.
The who's, when's, where's and why KnoT's are trespassing on my thoughts,
lackadaisically responding to this morbid ambiance left me selflessly defenseless yet relentlessly I fought,
but double crossed I pay the cost captured by the mind I'm lost and caught up in this plot.
This SoS'ing can be so distressing
Inwardly I keep pressing onwardly as I outwardly lose my discretion.
Nutritiously deliciously restricting like a boa constricting
to a foe from...
The who's, when's, where's and why KnoT's are trespassing on my thoughts,
lackadaisically responding to this morbid ambiance left me selflessly defenseless yet relentlessly I fought,
but double crossed I pay the cost captured by the mind I'm lost and caught up in this plot.
This SoS'ing can be so distressing
Inwardly I keep pressing onwardly as I outwardly lose my discretion.
Nutritiously deliciously restricting like a boa constricting
to a foe from...
#depression
#dark
#death
#devil
#addiction
125 reads
2 Comments
BigG
Poem Published
6th Nov 2021 11:44am
6th Nov 2021 11:44am
I tried I failed
I tried I failed
The drink prevailed,
Once again the rats return
Crawling over I can feel the burn
The images I see
Will end up killing me
I've been so far
Seen so much
Whilst I've been under the clutch
The truth maybe
It's killing me
For I've not been
Out of my bed
For the toxins are killing my head
I tried I failed,
The drink prevailed,
Once again the rats return
Crawling over I can feel the burn
The images I see
Will end up killing me
I've been so far
Seen so much
Whilst I've been under the clutch
The truth maybe
It's killing me
For I've not been
Out of my bed
For the toxins are killing my head
I tried I failed,
#anxiety
#depression
#addiction
105 reads
3 Comments
Sexyseaschelle
Poem Published
5th Nov 2021 6:09am
5th Nov 2021 6:09am
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane, with your foot on the gas.
No time to acknowledge, all the cars that you pass.
As you race toward the future, you break a few rules...
you learn LIFE IS A BITCH and that LOVE IS FOR FOOLS!
As your flying down highways til deep in the night,
or cruising the backroads where the traffic is light.
Sometimes someone's with you and sometimes your alone.
No time for distractions when your stuck in "the zone."
You seldom slow down to take in the scenes...
"gotta go," "in a hurry," you know what i mean?
Mother Natures a lover,...
No time to acknowledge, all the cars that you pass.
As you race toward the future, you break a few rules...
you learn LIFE IS A BITCH and that LOVE IS FOR FOOLS!
As your flying down highways til deep in the night,
or cruising the backroads where the traffic is light.
Sometimes someone's with you and sometimes your alone.
No time for distractions when your stuck in "the zone."
You seldom slow down to take in the scenes...
"gotta go," "in a hurry," you know what i mean?
Mother Natures a lover,...
#drugs
#addiction
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Kehlida
Bumped 4th Nov 2021 9:20pm
28th Feb 2021 1:03pm
28th Feb 2021 1:03pm
Now All I Know Is Alone
My heart is hidden in those walls alongside memories of the time we spent
hungering for our next hit
I cannot remember when our room went dim or the faucet no longer dripped
Or how, below overdue bills piled on your desk I found a pink slip
Our love would never be one on which stories are built
But nothing will numb my sadness
it just grows in place of your absence
Would he be bound to secrecy or keep telling lies?
Life is absolute and to be absolved is to live in light
I know my love’s way remains impure, but I can only pray for mine ...
hungering for our next hit
I cannot remember when our room went dim or the faucet no longer dripped
Or how, below overdue bills piled on your desk I found a pink slip
Our love would never be one on which stories are built
But nothing will numb my sadness
it just grows in place of your absence
Would he be bound to secrecy or keep telling lies?
Life is absolute and to be absolved is to live in light
I know my love’s way remains impure, but I can only pray for mine ...
#grief
#hope
#addiction #MovingOn
#addiction #MovingOn
364 reads
9 Comments
Joshsam
Poem Published
31st Oct 2021 8:04pm
31st Oct 2021 8:04pm
The desire.
Take senses.
Bury them deep.....
Within the layers of deepest sanctuary.
Let the pagans scoff.
Tonight we'll fly.....
Up, out and further than expectations.
Shattering preconceptions.
Building hope that won't be overcome.
Deciding that love is a sacred undertaking.
A spirituality without end.
Now, here just waiting.....
I'll love you as deep as blood.
Kissing every hurt into submission.
Releasing you to find your home.
Your haven in which to sow your seed.
That we might cultivate...
Bury them deep.....
Within the layers of deepest sanctuary.
Let the pagans scoff.
Tonight we'll fly.....
Up, out and further than expectations.
Shattering preconceptions.
Building hope that won't be overcome.
Deciding that love is a sacred undertaking.
A spirituality without end.
Now, here just waiting.....
I'll love you as deep as blood.
Kissing every hurt into submission.
Releasing you to find your home.
Your haven in which to sow your seed.
That we might cultivate...
#lust
#drugs
#addiction
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