Drugs Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
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UnknownToHumanity
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2021 00:16am
3rd Mar 2021 00:16am
Another conversation
I've had this conversation before...
A concerned mother talking to the new lover of her son,
"Do you know?"
A question I hate to answer,
"Of course, I know,"
The mother looks at me with guilt for creating this man that will most likely hurt me,
But all she could say is..
"Maybe you're the lucky one"
I know it hurts for her to say because she should've been his lucky one.
We are jumping to conclusions at this point,
5 seconds of faith is better than none.
My last response is...
"I'll talk to him again"
Because the...
A concerned mother talking to the new lover of her son,
"Do you know?"
A question I hate to answer,
"Of course, I know,"
The mother looks at me with guilt for creating this man that will most likely hurt me,
But all she could say is..
"Maybe you're the lucky one"
I know it hurts for her to say because she should've been his lucky one.
We are jumping to conclusions at this point,
5 seconds of faith is better than none.
My last response is...
"I'll talk to him again"
Because the...
#love
#drugs
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Kehlida
Poem Published
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
50 reads
4 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2021 00:20am
23rd Feb 2021 00:20am
Excuses
So you are not who
You thought you would be.
Unfortunate that life threw you
A curve
A banana peel
on which you swerved
Never control regained
Choosing to live in a
World of drugs, booze
And pain.
You thought you would be.
Unfortunate that life threw you
A curve
A banana peel
on which you swerved
Never control regained
Choosing to live in a
World of drugs, booze
And pain.
#dark
#emptiness
52 reads
8 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
21st Feb 2021 11:50pm
21st Feb 2021 11:50pm
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
46 reads
2 Comments
EyeLikeMe
Poem Published
17th Feb 2021 11:18pm
17th Feb 2021 11:18pm
A moment of time is needed
Just to be back in
Sometimes I pay to pay the price
So that I remember wtf it is,
....that I have been
This is nice
...a split second on pause
...a mandatory," from time to time"
The rat race keeps drowning me
... but then,
.... even that,
can turn to ice.
Sometimes I pay to pay the price
So that I remember wtf it is,
....that I have been
This is nice
...a split second on pause
...a mandatory," from time to time"
The rat race keeps drowning me
... but then,
.... even that,
can turn to ice.
#happiness
#hope
#forgiveness
#inspirational
#gratitude
41 reads
3 Comments
Just_Me_
Poem Published
13th Feb 2021 1:26pm
13th Feb 2021 1:26pm
Meth's Price Tag
#love
#drugs
#memories
#addiction
#choices
112 reads
7 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
13th Feb 2021 1:09pm
13th Feb 2021 1:09pm
(coffee) pot dealer ~ a senryú
bold enticement
darkness courses through my veins
to ensure that rush
darkness courses through my veins
to ensure that rush
#coffee
#addiction
#senryu
119 reads
36 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
12th Feb 2021 9:06pm
12th Feb 2021 9:06pm
Rats
Although ive never seen
An intoxicated newt
Or been aware
Of one being inebriatedly cute
Doesn't mean, they don't exist
A drunken newt, getting pissed
I dread to think, what may of passed
If instead, they got rat-arsed!
by Jemia
An intoxicated newt
Or been aware
Of one being inebriatedly cute
Doesn't mean, they don't exist
A drunken newt, getting pissed
I dread to think, what may of passed
If instead, they got rat-arsed!
by Jemia
#alcohol
#funny
41 reads
1 Comment
Bntrae8670
Poem Published
12th Feb 2021 12:35pm
12th Feb 2021 12:35pm
Deathamphetamines
Deathamphetamines~
(By: Brandon Lee Pectral)
Dear Lord it's me again, the one who is always strung out on meth...
I'm finally reaching out to you Lord, cause I feel my life is fading 2 death...
Family's done with me, stole one too many times...
Stealing turned into going to jail, did one too many crimes...
I only got you now, are you even in my life...?
or did you walk out on me? Like that man who got caught cheating on his wife...
I need you Lord, poisoned myself with dope once too many...
I...
(By: Brandon Lee Pectral)
Dear Lord it's me again, the one who is always strung out on meth...
I'm finally reaching out to you Lord, cause I feel my life is fading 2 death...
Family's done with me, stole one too many times...
Stealing turned into going to jail, did one too many crimes...
I only got you now, are you even in my life...?
or did you walk out on me? Like that man who got caught cheating on his wife...
I need you Lord, poisoned myself with dope once too many...
I...
#drugs
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2020 2:29pm
22nd Aug 2020 2:29pm
Vampire
I stalk the night
A vampire with hollow eyes
Skin paler than the palest moon
Quench my thirst on dirty lines
I tell myself lies
That I'm ok, nothing's wrong
Drains my life a little more
Till it's almost gone
I stay out all night
Binging most often
And when morning comes
I crawl back to my coffin
I'm living dead
Cursed by my disease
A shackled monster
Who longs to be set free
A vampire with hollow eyes
Skin paler than the palest moon
Quench my thirst on dirty lines
I tell myself lies
That I'm ok, nothing's wrong
Drains my life a little more
Till it's almost gone
I stay out all night
Binging most often
And when morning comes
I crawl back to my coffin
I'm living dead
Cursed by my disease
A shackled monster
Who longs to be set free
#depression
#SelfHarm
#drugs
#addiction
#MentalHealth
219 reads
11 Comments
JohnWilksLincoln
Poem Published
9th Feb 2021 5:54pm
9th Feb 2021 5:54pm
The Adventures of Robert Racoon
Robert Racoon sat alone on the beach while his kids remained in school,
He had lost his job and had nothing to do, so he went to the beach to go Juul.
He had been trying to stop, for he new it was bad, but something in him said not,
He threw away the machine, for he knew it was mean, and making his lungs rot.
Today was the day, he would tell his kids, to stop Juuling whenever he could,
His kids started to cry, for they were about to say bye, and they prayed that he actually would.
Three years later, he continued his quest, to be free from...
He had lost his job and had nothing to do, so he went to the beach to go Juul.
He had been trying to stop, for he new it was bad, but something in him said not,
He threw away the machine, for he knew it was mean, and making his lungs rot.
Today was the day, he would tell his kids, to stop Juuling whenever he could,
His kids started to cry, for they were about to say bye, and they prayed that he actually would.
Three years later, he continued his quest, to be free from...
#depression
#hope
#family
46 reads
0 Comments
jo_tyler
joyelizabeth
joyelizabeth
Poem Published
7th Feb 2021 4:21pm
7th Feb 2021 4:21pm
help
today i asked for help.
after years of crying.
after years of screaming.
after years of self medicating.
after years of damage.
after years of feeling worthless.
today i asked for help.
and today, i start fresh.
tomorrow i won’t need to ask for help.
after years of crying.
after years of screaming.
after years of self medicating.
after years of damage.
after years of feeling worthless.
today i asked for help.
and today, i start fresh.
tomorrow i won’t need to ask for help.
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth
#support
#healing
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2 Comments
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