Drugs Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs) - Friendly feedback has been requested for these poems.
darkblue
Poem Published
Today 11:49am
Today 11:49am
saw my face
Saw my face
in a haze
as I came round
falling to the ground
Saw your face on the screen
laughing back at me
broken hearts are for losers
so ended up just being used again
Yesterday ha gone
today the lines heal
I fear tomorrow
but not as much as I fear me
TV news is never good
for someone like me
Elvis has left the building
so please stop following me
in a haze
as I came round
falling to the ground
Saw your face on the screen
laughing back at me
broken hearts are for losers
so ended up just being used again
Yesterday ha gone
today the lines heal
I fear tomorrow
but not as much as I fear me
TV news is never good
for someone like me
Elvis has left the building
so please stop following me
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness
#dark
#LifeStruggles
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PoetSpeak
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:50am
Yesterday 9:50am
Drank me some WT 101 Last Night
It burns clean
Always tastes better half way through the bottle
Those boys sure know to pack a punch
Could buy more expensive but what's the point ?
Always tastes better half way through the bottle
Those boys sure know to pack a punch
Could buy more expensive but what's the point ?
#alcohol
26 reads
8 Comments
thelovepoet
Poem Published
19th Apr 2018 6:14pm
19th Apr 2018 6:14pm
My Disease and Me
Hi everyone
my name is so and so
I am an addict which
makes me a sick person
very close to a whacko
I have no self control
or enough sense
to know better than
to take drugs like
I am a fool
my name is so and so
I am an addict which
makes me a sick person
very close to a whacko
I have no self control
or enough sense
to know better than
to take drugs like
I am a fool
#SelfHarm
#addiction
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thelovepoet
Poem Published
17th Apr 2018 12:24pm
17th Apr 2018 12:24pm
Know The Truth...Then Be Strong
Truth...Knowledge...Strength
educate yourself...then be strong
this will give you your best chance
of controlling your addiction so you'
can go on living as a human being...
not a drug addict
there are a world of difference
between being a drug addict...and
a human being...this is what makes
addiction so sad...a human being
is no longer with us when they
become addicted to drugs and you
will have to turn your back on people
who are addicted to drugs they are
on their own...they can only help
their self...no one else...
educate yourself...then be strong
this will give you your best chance
of controlling your addiction so you'
can go on living as a human being...
not a drug addict
there are a world of difference
between being a drug addict...and
a human being...this is what makes
addiction so sad...a human being
is no longer with us when they
become addicted to drugs and you
will have to turn your back on people
who are addicted to drugs they are
on their own...they can only help
their self...no one else...
#SelfHarm
#addiction
39 reads
2 Comments
snugglebuck
Poem Published
10th Apr 2018 6:28am
10th Apr 2018 6:28am
A Neon Jungle
text within media
#drugs
#addiction
37 reads
0 Comments
thelovepoet
Poem Published
5th Apr 2018 8:42am
5th Apr 2018 8:42am
This World Is A Tough Place
This world is a tough place
any road you take upon it
you must learn how to be
strong for you will have to
be strong...don't go through
this world being weak...
you will have problems
temptation can & will come
in front of you in many ways
weakness will always be your
enemy...do not ever forget
this sad truth...your worst
enemy will always be there
any road you take upon it
you must learn how to be
strong for you will have to
be strong...don't go through
this world being weak...
you will have problems
temptation can & will come
in front of you in many ways
weakness will always be your
enemy...do not ever forget
this sad truth...your worst
enemy will always be there
#anxiety
#addiction
52 reads
1 Comment
thelovepoet
Poem Published
5th Apr 2018 00:51am
5th Apr 2018 00:51am
The Freedom To Choose
If you did not want to use
allopathic medicine for
your health and well being
should you be forced
to buy insurance to use
allopathic medicine
The Freedom To Choose
what kind of medicine
you want to use for your
health and well being
while you are still living on
this Earth should be your
choice and yours alone
The Freedom To Choose
your medical treatment
should be held far more
sacred than any right we
are supposed to have in
America...even owning
pistols and rifles...which
would only get you...
allopathic medicine for
your health and well being
should you be forced
to buy insurance to use
allopathic medicine
The Freedom To Choose
what kind of medicine
you want to use for your
health and well being
while you are still living on
this Earth should be your
choice and yours alone
The Freedom To Choose
your medical treatment
should be held far more
sacred than any right we
are supposed to have in
America...even owning
pistols and rifles...which
would only get you...
#freedom
34 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
4th Apr 2018 1:24am
4th Apr 2018 1:24am
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 Sweet...
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 Sweet...
#alcohol
41 reads
2 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2018 11:48am
2nd Apr 2018 11:48am
Temporary Vacation
I believed I could shed the layers
of my fragmented history
baptizing this baggage
in a variety of spirits
but it wears off
in a weary wind
right back to worry.
of my fragmented history
baptizing this baggage
in a variety of spirits
but it wears off
in a weary wind
right back to worry.
#alcohol
#SelfReflection
55 reads
4 Comments
darkblue
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2018 6:31am
2nd Apr 2018 6:31am
So old or just sold
Day two
High in the sky,
I cry out like hawk,
Feeling alone,
My body to be bought.
On my knees,
Trying to please,
But not his needs,
Just my disease.
Needle tracks in my arm,
Yellow teeth from the pipe.
Spitting out the salty batter,
To get a fix that matters.
Once a boy with a future,
Like every other lost, son or daughter,
Tired it with friends for fun, just the once,
Now hooked and care about nothing else or no one.
I am look older than I should,
With skin like leather. ...
High in the sky,
I cry out like hawk,
Feeling alone,
My body to be bought.
On my knees,
Trying to please,
But not his needs,
Just my disease.
Needle tracks in my arm,
Yellow teeth from the pipe.
Spitting out the salty batter,
To get a fix that matters.
Once a boy with a future,
Like every other lost, son or daughter,
Tired it with friends for fun, just the once,
Now hooked and care about nothing else or no one.
I am look older than I should,
With skin like leather. ...
#regret
#dark
#sex
#shame
#addiction
66 reads
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Queen_of_darkness
Poem Published
1st Apr 2018 5:56pm
1st Apr 2018 5:56pm
hatred
the devil's blood run through your veins
all you do is hate
your undying fate is to kill
leaving nothing but death in your path
hurting the innocent to preserve your esteem
i swear all you want to do is hurt me..
when the sun rise and it is gone
you leave empty air to fill our lungs
sweet nothings into our souls
but only when it is gone
but once again it will come back and your hatred will slice is like a knife
stealing the promises you gave just like a thief in the night..
pouring the blood into your veins causing hate to eat away...
all you do is hate
your undying fate is to kill
leaving nothing but death in your path
hurting the innocent to preserve your esteem
i swear all you want to do is hurt me..
when the sun rise and it is gone
you leave empty air to fill our lungs
sweet nothings into our souls
but only when it is gone
but once again it will come back and your hatred will slice is like a knife
stealing the promises you gave just like a thief in the night..
pouring the blood into your veins causing hate to eat away...
#abuse
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