Drugs Poems by Members Last Online
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Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
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Midnight at the Voodoo Lounge
Midnight at the Voodoo Lounge
Get your prissy self to serving drinks
You know the boss
Don’t like you popping Benzedrine
On break time
Sure you look like a 40s starlet
In that red dress with all the frills
But if you get jazzed on those pills
You might start spiking their cocktails
With crazy medicine
We might have the men
Giving the women a pat down
Like in airport security
When the camera isn’t looking
The ladies would stop patronizing us
Then the men would vanish
Like the wooly mammoths
And...
Get your prissy self to serving drinks
You know the boss
Don’t like you popping Benzedrine
On break time
Sure you look like a 40s starlet
In that red dress with all the frills
But if you get jazzed on those pills
You might start spiking their cocktails
With crazy medicine
We might have the men
Giving the women a pat down
Like in airport security
When the camera isn’t looking
The ladies would stop patronizing us
Then the men would vanish
Like the wooly mammoths
And...
#alcohol
631 reads
2 Comments
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
460 reads
16 Comments
The Troll From Studio 54
#betrayal
#DomesticViolence
#lies
#secrets
#vanity
139 reads
30 Comments
Your Uber is Here
To make extra money I signed up to be an Uber driver
So I took my car to get detailed and waxed
Later that night I would pick up my first customer
And the person who booked it, his name was Max
It was a late Saturday night so people are out drinking
I had to pick up Max over at La Cienega’s restaurant row
There were a lot of folks up and down the street
The smell of food seemed to be everywhere I’d go
When I got to the place I kept looking for this guy Max
But no one seemed to be looking for my car and make
So I parked...
So I took my car to get detailed and waxed
Later that night I would pick up my first customer
And the person who booked it, his name was Max
It was a late Saturday night so people are out drinking
I had to pick up Max over at La Cienega’s restaurant row
There were a lot of folks up and down the street
The smell of food seemed to be everywhere I’d go
When I got to the place I kept looking for this guy Max
But no one seemed to be looking for my car and make
So I parked...
#dogs
#drugs
#funny
403 reads
14 Comments
Relapse On My Mind
I want to crush you under the weight of my sins,
Chopped into perfect little lines on a broken mirror.
I want to snort you in rolled up dollar bills
Eyes watering as my veins rush with a fervor.
I want to lick you from the dope baggy
To taste you on my tongue as I take you in.
Guttural moans rising all night long
Tendrils wrapping 'round me as I let my demons win.
Fuck me till we see the sun peeping in
I promise I won't tell a soul.
I am sunshine and smiles on the outside,
But you know inside me its...
Chopped into perfect little lines on a broken mirror.
I want to snort you in rolled up dollar bills
Eyes watering as my veins rush with a fervor.
I want to lick you from the dope baggy
To taste you on my tongue as I take you in.
Guttural moans rising all night long
Tendrils wrapping 'round me as I let my demons win.
Fuck me till we see the sun peeping in
I promise I won't tell a soul.
I am sunshine and smiles on the outside,
But you know inside me its...
#secrets
#sex
#drugs
#addiction
#dirty
509 reads
2 Comments
Rehab
I feed my heart and the warmth washes my skin
Cleansed I feel when the feelings real
I relinquish all these sins to start again
It judged me with a silent bright eye in morning mist
It fades away into a grey mass, my days are ugly
A miserable heart, you wouldn’t find me good company
There’s a pain in my breast, a brand that stings
I stumble into the bathroom clinging to my chest
I see my greatest flaw, the mirrored enemy within
I’m at the brink, so I julienned malevolence
And I passed it around like medicine
I walk around...
Cleansed I feel when the feelings real
I relinquish all these sins to start again
It judged me with a silent bright eye in morning mist
It fades away into a grey mass, my days are ugly
A miserable heart, you wouldn’t find me good company
There’s a pain in my breast, a brand that stings
I stumble into the bathroom clinging to my chest
I see my greatest flaw, the mirrored enemy within
I’m at the brink, so I julienned malevolence
And I passed it around like medicine
I walk around...
#apathy
#emptiness
#forgiveness
#redemption
#TimeHeals
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1 Comment
X Marks the Spot
I ask her
what she needs
and she tells me:
She wants to be
loved and accepted,
treasured
but not put
on a pedestal,
understood
but not condescended to,
pleasured
but not abused
to death,
given to but not taken from,
joined but not ripped off,
licked and stirred,
kissed and fondled,
cuddled not coddled,
respected not blamed,
esteemed not given sarcasm,
turned on not turned out,
elevated and supported,
not manipulated or man-handled,
inspired and given intimacy,
freed to be whole...
what she needs
and she tells me:
She wants to be
loved and accepted,
treasured
but not put
on a pedestal,
understood
but not condescended to,
pleasured
but not abused
to death,
given to but not taken from,
joined but not ripped off,
licked and stirred,
kissed and fondled,
cuddled not coddled,
respected not blamed,
esteemed not given sarcasm,
turned on not turned out,
elevated and supported,
not manipulated or man-handled,
inspired and given intimacy,
freed to be whole...
852 reads
12 Comments
Finding Life In Smoking, Drinking and Screwing
Are you cheating on me? Yes, but I do
Not tell her that the other girls mean
Nothing to me. I wish that I could redo
It from the beginning, but I am seen
As an addict and I cannot change
That. I drink and smoke to escape
The pain. I use them to exchange
Pain for pleasure and every scrape
Is no longer felt because I am numb.
I wanted to forget all about her hazel
And lush green eyes. It is her glum
Mouth and it is her harsh appraisal
Of me that does not mean anything
Anymore. I do not even care if I flat
Line. Everyone...
Not tell her that the other girls mean
Nothing to me. I wish that I could redo
It from the beginning, but I am seen
As an addict and I cannot change
That. I drink and smoke to escape
The pain. I use them to exchange
Pain for pleasure and every scrape
Is no longer felt because I am numb.
I wanted to forget all about her hazel
And lush green eyes. It is her glum
Mouth and it is her harsh appraisal
Of me that does not mean anything
Anymore. I do not even care if I flat
Line. Everyone...
#sex
#alcohol
#drugs #confessional
#drugs #confessional
633 reads
0 Comments
Eat Me
mycelium growing underground
reaching up to where we're found
nlossoming in phallic buds
'eat me" eat me' just because
the universe is here to share
spectral visions everywhere
even when we close our eyes
a tantalizing deep surprise
a reawaking from mind's sleep
by an ocean heaving deep
where waves keep coming just to leave
with feelings rising as they weave
our lives within a new
vision of me and of you
in a sea of everything
everywhere as angels sing
in these words and in this rhyme ...
reaching up to where we're found
nlossoming in phallic buds
'eat me" eat me' just because
the universe is here to share
spectral visions everywhere
even when we close our eyes
a tantalizing deep surprise
a reawaking from mind's sleep
by an ocean heaving deep
where waves keep coming just to leave
with feelings rising as they weave
our lives within a new
vision of me and of you
in a sea of everything
everywhere as angels sing
in these words and in this rhyme ...
#nature
#magic
622 reads
2 Comments
Just Please Do Not Scream
You okay?
Please believe me when I
say that getting you drunk and naked
was not my idea. It was my best friend who
also was filming me stripping down
and humping you. Just please
do not scream.
Please believe me when I
say that getting you drunk and naked
was not my idea. It was my best friend who
also was filming me stripping down
and humping you. Just please
do not scream.
#alcohol
#confessional
#dialogue
#fiction
#sensual
184 reads
2 Comments
post brexit
I miss the Polish shops and the Polish woman in our local Costa who’d serve us coffee with compassion, but who is no longer here. I couldn’t afford the biscuits, but seeing I had little money she’d say, just take one, my dear
#Britain
325 reads
2 Comments
demon kin
in my depths I drown
the darkness acquainted with my soul glower
it had a child of gentleness in its mix
sewing seeds of kindness and respect
the demons weren't used to this
they were accustomed to commands
I showed them love and they respond
telling me of their fears and worries
teaching me their sacred language and traditions
no one cares about demons
they are fearsome creatures
but they have dreams too
and some don't like torturing humans,
living secondhanded lives
they are an ancient culture
one...
the darkness acquainted with my soul glower
it had a child of gentleness in its mix
sewing seeds of kindness and respect
the demons weren't used to this
they were accustomed to commands
I showed them love and they respond
telling me of their fears and worries
teaching me their sacred language and traditions
no one cares about demons
they are fearsome creatures
but they have dreams too
and some don't like torturing humans,
living secondhanded lives
they are an ancient culture
one...
#love
#dark
333 reads
7 Comments
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