Drugs Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
Today 11:03am
Today 11:03am
High low
Was it high noon
or
Was it a Blue Moon?
Nothing to do with
Drugs or booze,
I am so sure,
So what if at times
A tad disoriented I be
And common sense
Many times I lose,
Sweetie?
or
Was it a Blue Moon?
Nothing to do with
Drugs or booze,
I am so sure,
So what if at times
A tad disoriented I be
And common sense
Many times I lose,
Sweetie?
#frustration
#confusion
#apathy
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:44pm
Yesterday 11:44pm
Appearances.
She was dressed decent
As always, obedient
But, surprise
This night she was
High -
Something new
But not to those few
Who really really
Knew her.
As always, obedient
But, surprise
This night she was
High -
Something new
But not to those few
Who really really
Knew her.
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
#apathy
#boredom
17 reads
2 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:24pm
Yesterday 3:24pm
Sad
Oktoberfest
Was the best
But he got so drunk
On the way,
Couldn't even
Make his way out
Of the subway.
Was the best
But he got so drunk
On the way,
Couldn't even
Make his way out
Of the subway.
#sadness
#disappointment
#denial
#emptiness
#apathy
13 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
21st Sep 2020 7:47am
21st Sep 2020 7:47am
drugs
Drugs
I never showed my dogs any tricks that appear to please
people I grew from a puppy to an adult, mind I sometimes
patted her and she had the habit of using my feet as a pillow
when I was watching TV. when she got older, she got a bit
grumpy when I moved my feet.
Today I watched how they killed Pablo Escobar, a drug trader
a murderous gangster, all his costumers, live in the USA.
As usual in this cases, someone else took over and it will
continue and this how capitalism work.
there is a hallowed family selling opium in large...
I never showed my dogs any tricks that appear to please
people I grew from a puppy to an adult, mind I sometimes
patted her and she had the habit of using my feet as a pillow
when I was watching TV. when she got older, she got a bit
grumpy when I moved my feet.
Today I watched how they killed Pablo Escobar, a drug trader
a murderous gangster, all his costumers, live in the USA.
As usual in this cases, someone else took over and it will
continue and this how capitalism work.
there is a hallowed family selling opium in large...
#inspirational
#narrative
#confessional #mystery
#confessional #mystery
42 reads
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
21st Jul 2020 00:07am
21st Jul 2020 00:07am
Cheat death
Tell the truth
And live the lie
Spend all my time
Chasing highs
Lonely days
Hazy nights
Cheat your death
Before you die
If you should die
Before you wake
Kick yourself
For tempting fate
And live the lie
Spend all my time
Chasing highs
Lonely days
Hazy nights
Cheat your death
Before you die
If you should die
Before you wake
Kick yourself
For tempting fate
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm
#drugs
#addiction
178 reads
7 Comments
Vferry
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 3:45am
20th Sep 2020 3:45am
Knocking Words
Words gentle knock on the mind’s tide
Pushing new salt on old wounds
Currents that crash into the past
In the rhythm of a serenity prayer
Never fully free or forgiven
The tide breaks hard on old shells
Making small splinters of yourself
Always present, ready to cut, ready to hurt
The words within the tide’s knock
Drag you beyond the horizon
Or seat you safely on the shore
To watch the sunset into your past
The tide faithfully comes regardless
Always knocking on the shores of your mind
Pushing new salt on old wounds
Currents that crash into the past
In the rhythm of a serenity prayer
Never fully free or forgiven
The tide breaks hard on old shells
Making small splinters of yourself
Always present, ready to cut, ready to hurt
The words within the tide’s knock
Drag you beyond the horizon
Or seat you safely on the shore
To watch the sunset into your past
The tide faithfully comes regardless
Always knocking on the shores of your mind
#strength
#courage
#alcohol
#addiction
#healing
38 reads
1 Comment
amari25
Ally28
Ally28
Poem Published
16th Sep 2020 5:58am
16th Sep 2020 5:58am
Take me back to the past
#love
#death
#drugs #IMissYou
#drugs #IMissYou
86 reads
3 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
14th Sep 2020 3:11pm
14th Sep 2020 3:11pm
Psychedelic
Psychedelic times
Great times.
Dreams in multicolor
But sadly meshed
With nightmares,
Grim reality
And a death much
Too early.
Great times.
Dreams in multicolor
But sadly meshed
With nightmares,
Grim reality
And a death much
Too early.
#dark
#apathy
33 reads
3 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
10th Sep 2020 4:06am
10th Sep 2020 4:06am
She hit the sauce
She was an excellent cook
Always went by the book
But Chinese gave her trouble.
Totally frustrated
That's when she started
To hit the bottle.
Always went by the book
But Chinese gave her trouble.
Totally frustrated
That's when she started
To hit the bottle.
#anger
#dark
#disappointment #bittersweet
#disappointment #bittersweet
42 reads
3 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
12th Jul 2020 10:44pm
12th Jul 2020 10:44pm
Self made prison
I once roamed free
Without any cares
No limits restrained
A soul so fair
I saw beauty in all
That fancied my view
Was loved by everyone
Who crossed my path too
But as I grew older
My fun turned to habit
I burned myself out from
Chasing the rabbit
So now I lived bound
By chains in a cell
Anguished by guilt
In my own living Hell
But this prison you see
Was unlike any other
It fractured my mind
I retreated further and further
The road that I face
Is long but not...
Without any cares
No limits restrained
A soul so fair
I saw beauty in all
That fancied my view
Was loved by everyone
Who crossed my path too
But as I grew older
My fun turned to habit
I burned myself out from
Chasing the rabbit
So now I lived bound
By chains in a cell
Anguished by guilt
In my own living Hell
But this prison you see
Was unlike any other
It fractured my mind
I retreated further and further
The road that I face
Is long but not...
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#MentalHealth
210 reads
8 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
12th Jul 2020 12:50pm
12th Jul 2020 12:50pm
Wasting my breath
First one thing
And then another
Quit this now
Then find another
Gotta find a different way
To get me through the day
The sun shines now
But always turns gray
God, send your angels
To strike me down
Bury me under
The cold hard ground
I'll leave this world
For a better place
I can't stand anymore
Breaths to waste
And then another
Quit this now
Then find another
Gotta find a different way
To get me through the day
The sun shines now
But always turns gray
God, send your angels
To strike me down
Bury me under
The cold hard ground
I'll leave this world
For a better place
I can't stand anymore
Breaths to waste
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#MentalHealth
186 reads
8 Comments
LtDansLegs
Poem Published
27th Aug 2020 6:14pm
27th Aug 2020 6:14pm
So Slow the Fall
Drink the memories, taste the pain.
Lovers fed are victims slain.
Dying flowers, tearful rain.
Shards of sorrow still remain.
Push the plunger, quench the need.
Disappointments, how they bleed.
Hardened hearts that must concede,
love is merely softer greed.
So the chains still bind the slave.
Is there nothing more to save?
Feeding demons, never brave.
Rest within a lonely grave.
Lovers fed are victims slain.
Dying flowers, tearful rain.
Shards of sorrow still remain.
Push the plunger, quench the need.
Disappointments, how they bleed.
Hardened hearts that must concede,
love is merely softer greed.
So the chains still bind the slave.
Is there nothing more to save?
Feeding demons, never brave.
Rest within a lonely grave.
#grief
#addiction
66 reads
2 Comments
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