Drugs Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
Poems written by Top Critiquers
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
901 reads
31 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 11:36am
6th Feb 2025 11:36am
whiskey’s ghost
I remember you
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
#addiction
#alcohol
#healing #MentalHealth
#healing #MentalHealth
58 reads
2 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2022 3:55am
23rd Apr 2022 3:55am
Friday, 10:55pm
Hardly enough time
To write anything that could be called
“poetry”
but the evening was well spent
After a solid week of
inexplicable tears, frustration,
crises of faith,
self-diagnosis with any number of
mental disorders and neurodivergences…
It was surely time to enjoy
the finer points of losing my mind,
aided by impulsive over-consumption,
tipsy and giggling,
squelching the urge to heckle the movie
that others were watching so soberly,
enjoying this absurd buzz of normalcy
when my brain feels...
To write anything that could be called
“poetry”
but the evening was well spent
After a solid week of
inexplicable tears, frustration,
crises of faith,
self-diagnosis with any number of
mental disorders and neurodivergences…
It was surely time to enjoy
the finer points of losing my mind,
aided by impulsive over-consumption,
tipsy and giggling,
squelching the urge to heckle the movie
that others were watching so soberly,
enjoying this absurd buzz of normalcy
when my brain feels...
#shadows
#MentalHealth
#philosophical #NaPoWriMo2022
#philosophical #NaPoWriMo2022
483 reads
4 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 3:22pm
1st Nov 2024 3:22pm
Beer
Drink the bottle down
Feel the warming numbing rush
Diluting the soul
Feel the warming numbing rush
Diluting the soul
#addiction
#weakness
98 reads
2 Comments
Hashman
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2014 4:05pm
23rd Nov 2014 4:05pm
Too Late
The screams come,
mothers and fathers
brothers and sisters
sons and daughters
friends and neighbors
another soul lost
another lifeless body
another one gone
oxy,percs,vicodin
or The Big H
a sea of opioids
so easy to drown,
a scream within
a scream for help
a scream not heard
until the end.
mothers and fathers
brothers and sisters
sons and daughters
friends and neighbors
another soul lost
another lifeless body
another one gone
oxy,percs,vicodin
or The Big H
a sea of opioids
so easy to drown,
a scream within
a scream for help
a scream not heard
until the end.
999 reads
19 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 8:14pm
30th Sep 2024 8:14pm
Chris
Chris
Chris
Chris
Always there
Haunting me.
Chris
Chris
Always there
Haunting me.
#love
109 reads
2 Comments
Zaynab_kamoonpury
Poem Published
6th Mar 2021 9:56am
6th Mar 2021 9:56am
Mod addiction
The internet is my addiction
It's my cocaine, in joy and pain
I stick its needles into my head
It's my mania, my marijuana
without it I'm a restless iguana
24 hrs without it would be too hard
I'm caught fast in this world wide web
A social butterfly stuck in its web
I mean binge watching reels and reading,
on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube
anything that piques my interest ,
It all reels me in, clickbaits and I bite the byte
The algorithm has picked up my preferences
so feeds my eyes what I want to see
Yet I need...
It's my cocaine, in joy and pain
I stick its needles into my head
It's my mania, my marijuana
without it I'm a restless iguana
24 hrs without it would be too hard
I'm caught fast in this world wide web
A social butterfly stuck in its web
I mean binge watching reels and reading,
on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube
anything that piques my interest ,
It all reels me in, clickbaits and I bite the byte
The algorithm has picked up my preferences
so feeds my eyes what I want to see
Yet I need...
#addiction
557 reads
4 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 9:02am
23rd Nov 2024 9:02am
*Rudolph's Red Nose Truth*
Rudolph the reindeer, legend so bright,
But his nose wasn’t glowing from holiday light.
No, the truth’s a bit darker, with a magical twist,
It’s the Colombian fairies you’d never have missed.
They gave him the powder, they said it was pure,
“Only the strong can handle this cure!”
For Rudolph, no wings, no flying skills given,
He’d always been grounded, his dreams unforgiven.
“Just one little deal,” said the fairies with glee,
“And soon you’ll be soaring, as high as can be!”
With a snort and a sniff, his nose took to glow,...
But his nose wasn’t glowing from holiday light.
No, the truth’s a bit darker, with a magical twist,
It’s the Colombian fairies you’d never have missed.
They gave him the powder, they said it was pure,
“Only the strong can handle this cure!”
For Rudolph, no wings, no flying skills given,
He’d always been grounded, his dreams unforgiven.
“Just one little deal,” said the fairies with glee,
“And soon you’ll be soaring, as high as can be!”
With a snort and a sniff, his nose took to glow,...
#Christmas
#drugs
#funny
132 reads
1 Comment
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
27th Jun 2024 11:21pm
27th Jun 2024 11:21pm
Crackman
Vomit stains in the front-shit stains in the back
His everyday soul mission in life is smoking crack,
“His superhuman abilities from crack are uncharacteristically unique
Giving him the worldwide nickname ‘Smoke Daddy the Super Freak’,
“He has the telepathic power to eliminate soap and water on the spot
Forever remaining funky with also the ability to transform any substance into crack rock,
“His slightest touch will cause anyone to become a crack addict
Having them constantly scratching and going to the extremes to support their habit,...
His everyday soul mission in life is smoking crack,
“His superhuman abilities from crack are uncharacteristically unique
Giving him the worldwide nickname ‘Smoke Daddy the Super Freak’,
“He has the telepathic power to eliminate soap and water on the spot
Forever remaining funky with also the ability to transform any substance into crack rock,
“His slightest touch will cause anyone to become a crack addict
Having them constantly scratching and going to the extremes to support their habit,...
#addiction
#anxiety
#strength
357 reads
6 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
19th Jul 2013 4:54am
19th Jul 2013 4:54am
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...
868 reads
12 Comments
prometheus5290
Poem Published
18th Jun 2013 4:51pm
18th Jun 2013 4:51pm
kicking and sticking
It's a good thing
my ritaline
is kicking in
or else I would be having
trouble paying
attention
to where I am
where I am is
where am I
in the universe-
It's a good thing
my methamphetamine
is sticking
so I can understand
again
that in infinite
space every point
is equally central.
my ritaline
is kicking in
or else I would be having
trouble paying
attention
to where I am
where I am is
where am I
in the universe-
It's a good thing
my methamphetamine
is sticking
so I can understand
again
that in infinite
space every point
is equally central.
803 reads
0 Comments
poetOftragedy
Poem Published
9th Jul 2019 4:10pm
9th Jul 2019 4:10pm
Zandi
You felt it once,
Loved it twice.
It's on your nose,
On your tongue.
You held it once,
Held it tight.
Wouldn't let go,
Even when it broke your fingers so.
You wanted more,
Finished it all.
You grew a demand for more.
You got your supply,
to your snort.
I saw it all.
I saw you drown.
Tried to break your fall.
But you were already gone.
All my attempts couldn't get through you.
I wish you would have seen,
I've always been there for you.
Zandi, honey now You're gone.
I wish...
Loved it twice.
It's on your nose,
On your tongue.
You held it once,
Held it tight.
Wouldn't let go,
Even when it broke your fingers so.
You wanted more,
Finished it all.
You grew a demand for more.
You got your supply,
to your snort.
I saw it all.
I saw you drown.
Tried to break your fall.
But you were already gone.
All my attempts couldn't get through you.
I wish you would have seen,
I've always been there for you.
Zandi, honey now You're gone.
I wish...
#death
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
#drugs
#addiction
717 reads
10 Comments
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