Drugs Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
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cobralips
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:54pm
Yesterday 10:54pm
Sativa Diva
I inhale
I exhale
Smiling
Joy
Laughter
Snacking
Dancing
I inhale
I exhale
Past life memories
Bedtime stories
Immense ideas
All in my head
Eyes blood red
I inhale
I exhale
Introvert now extrovert
Load up Ableton
Omnisphere
Switch on that OB-6
And whatever else we got for this mix
I inhale
I exhale
Smiling
Joy
Laughter
Singing
Jamming
I inhale
I exhale
I forgot what else I was going to say…
I exhale
Smiling
Joy
Laughter
Snacking
Dancing
I inhale
I exhale
Past life memories
Bedtime stories
Immense ideas
All in my head
Eyes blood red
I inhale
I exhale
Introvert now extrovert
Load up Ableton
Omnisphere
Switch on that OB-6
And whatever else we got for this mix
I inhale
I exhale
Smiling
Joy
Laughter
Singing
Jamming
I inhale
I exhale
I forgot what else I was going to say…
#happiness
#inspirational
#music
#marijuana
#funny
4 reads
0 Comments
PenneyWyze
Poem Published
18th Sep 2019 10:56pm
18th Sep 2019 10:56pm
I Am Not An Addict
Spinning, and spinning, I am spiraling down, my feet have envy for the hard, solid ground. I cannot differentiate the earth from the sky. I cannot tell what I feel, if I laugh, or if I cry. Do my eyes lack such focus they've no more ability to see? Perhaps it's not that I need the drugs, perhaps the drugs need me. I do so miss the innocence, the days of remembering "when". I miss the beauty I could once see within my fellow man. I find I'm wishing for the time when I was most free. I feel such longing for the days I felt beauty inside me. Now I'm cast in shadow, in a world I don't belong. A...
#hope
#courage
#addiction
#FeelingLost
#choices
21 reads
0 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
18th Sep 2019 6:04am
18th Sep 2019 6:04am
One More Hit
#violence
#drugs
#addiction
35 reads
2 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
17th Sep 2019 3:41am
17th Sep 2019 3:41am
Hooked Cocaine
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
37 reads
5 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
17th Sep 2019 00:50am
17th Sep 2019 00:50am
Lena's Poison
Lena is laying on the bathroom floor Again
Needle in hand as she breathes in and breaths out
Watching as her world begins to spin around her
Feeling as free as a bird in the air how she loves the thrill
Lena injects another round of poison deep with her veins
At 22 it's all she's ever known mommy and daddy taught her well
Taking hit after hit to forget their constant abuse
Sprawling out on the living room couch ready to be evicted from this hell
Lena can't afford her rent due to her addicting release
Landlord's hand wrapped...
Needle in hand as she breathes in and breaths out
Watching as her world begins to spin around her
Feeling as free as a bird in the air how she loves the thrill
Lena injects another round of poison deep with her veins
At 22 it's all she's ever known mommy and daddy taught her well
Taking hit after hit to forget their constant abuse
Sprawling out on the living room couch ready to be evicted from this hell
Lena can't afford her rent due to her addicting release
Landlord's hand wrapped...
#drugs
#addiction
40 reads
4 Comments
CJKay
Poem Published
4th Sep 2019 9:43am
4th Sep 2019 9:43am
Mental Illness Part 2
I know that's not the answer
But it's all I've ever known
I wish I could take it back
To the days that I was sober
To the days my heart wasn't cold
And my soul wasn't black
The bitterness towards others
And the violent attacks
The outbursts of hatred
Towards those that I love
Then begging for forgiveness
From the man up above
It's not fair to them
It's not fair to me
How many wakeup calls
Do I really need?
Mixed with depression
With a dash of anxiety
Bipolar disorder
Together...
But it's all I've ever known
I wish I could take it back
To the days that I was sober
To the days my heart wasn't cold
And my soul wasn't black
The bitterness towards others
And the violent attacks
The outbursts of hatred
Towards those that I love
Then begging for forgiveness
From the man up above
It's not fair to them
It's not fair to me
How many wakeup calls
Do I really need?
Mixed with depression
With a dash of anxiety
Bipolar disorder
Together...
#anxiety
#depression
#hope
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
67 reads
3 Comments
CSD1558
Minx
Minx
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2019 6:39am
3rd Sep 2019 6:39am
Flower
so many medications
to lift the spirit, clear the mind
then two more to help the reactions of the previous drug
and on and on it goes
I've decided to drop them all and try a more organic solution
the drug that is illegal but easy to get
funny thing though, I've not much experience with it
unlike what seems everyone else
so here I go, as soon as I rest my pen
the pungent (skunky) smell
overwhelming me
as I free the buds
ground and prepared
bowl ready for the load
wish me luck as i go
down...
to lift the spirit, clear the mind
then two more to help the reactions of the previous drug
and on and on it goes
I've decided to drop them all and try a more organic solution
the drug that is illegal but easy to get
funny thing though, I've not much experience with it
unlike what seems everyone else
so here I go, as soon as I rest my pen
the pungent (skunky) smell
overwhelming me
as I free the buds
ground and prepared
bowl ready for the load
wish me luck as i go
down...
#drugs
#marijuana
101 reads
8 Comments
ThaSeductress
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2019 3:17am
2nd Aug 2019 3:17am
Not yet sober
As my dreams wither away
I sink deeper and deeper into drunkenness.
It’s that feeling of anguish that feels like an anchor is tied to your feet as life tosses you into the deep blue.
As all my mistakes and disappointments battle their way into my subconscious I fight against them to not sink deeper and deeper into drunkenness.
I don’t drink and I smoke a little but my racing thoughts drown and stifle me into a feeling of drunkenness.
My body feels numb as I sit and watch the time flies. Hours turn into days and the days turn into years and here I am fighting...
I sink deeper and deeper into drunkenness.
It’s that feeling of anguish that feels like an anchor is tied to your feet as life tosses you into the deep blue.
As all my mistakes and disappointments battle their way into my subconscious I fight against them to not sink deeper and deeper into drunkenness.
I don’t drink and I smoke a little but my racing thoughts drown and stifle me into a feeling of drunkenness.
My body feels numb as I sit and watch the time flies. Hours turn into days and the days turn into years and here I am fighting...
#sadness
#anger
#regret
#TimeHeals
#disappointment
145 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
26th Aug 2019 5:23pm
26th Aug 2019 5:23pm
Baptized
She's now been pushed past that point
Her taste for life has moved way past a joint
She likes that glass, action packed
Turnt up with crystal meth, or give her that crack
She's never been ugly, so there's work on her back
Look at that fucking ass, that pussy knows how to fight back
Strap up motherfucker, you had better not kiss or eat that
The boys got her ass on tape, taking a train while eating a pussy cat
Passed around the hood known as the good time chick
Talking all in your ear, breath smelling lick spent dick
She's been...
Her taste for life has moved way past a joint
She likes that glass, action packed
Turnt up with crystal meth, or give her that crack
She's never been ugly, so there's work on her back
Look at that fucking ass, that pussy knows how to fight back
Strap up motherfucker, you had better not kiss or eat that
The boys got her ass on tape, taking a train while eating a pussy cat
Passed around the hood known as the good time chick
Talking all in your ear, breath smelling lick spent dick
She's been...
#LifeStruggles
#rebirth
#drugs #addiction
#drugs #addiction
119 reads
12 Comments
MJ-SWIM
M.J S.W.I.M
M.J S.W.I.M
Poem Published
26th Aug 2019 7:56am
26th Aug 2019 7:56am
Teenage loser, not some poseur!
Chill out!
Burn out!
Far out!
It seems that I have run out.
Can you lend me a buck, bud?
If not then I won't go pout.
Just want to grab some good bud.
Oh, you want to match a bowl?
Fuck yeah! Let's go rock and roll!
Chill out, burn out, far out- man!
"Rockin'-A-Hard-Core-Buzz" Dan!
Burn out!
Far out!
It seems that I have run out.
Can you lend me a buck, bud?
If not then I won't go pout.
Just want to grab some good bud.
Oh, you want to match a bowl?
Fuck yeah! Let's go rock and roll!
Chill out, burn out, far out- man!
"Rockin'-A-Hard-Core-Buzz" Dan!
#teens
#memories
42 reads
2 Comments
darlingxxdesolate
Poem Published
16th Aug 2019 3:02pm
16th Aug 2019 3:02pm
Take Your Joy
Open wide and shove it in
Gulp it down
And force a grin
Take your joy
They laugh at me
Expecting me to be
Anyone else but Zee
Take your joy
And ask no questions
Side effects give no direction
Lost between the light & darkness
Here comes a frown,
Oh no, she needs another now
Never lasting long enough
This joy is just really a bluff
Gulp it down
And force a grin
Take your joy
They laugh at me
Expecting me to be
Anyone else but Zee
Take your joy
And ask no questions
Side effects give no direction
Lost between the light & darkness
Here comes a frown,
Oh no, she needs another now
Never lasting long enough
This joy is just really a bluff
#anxiety
#depression
#dark #PTSD
#dark #PTSD
118 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
9th Aug 2019 10:35am
9th Aug 2019 10:35am
would-be writer
Would-be writer
I hate living in a rented room
Meeting people in the hall
Waiting till the hall is empty
Hurry out sighing.
Walking for miles to find
An empty bar, where no one
Knows your secret that you are a drunk.
Paper and pen I wanted to write
A great novel.
Strong booze blurred words
Walking home
Hoping the hall would be empty.
I hate living in a rented room
Meeting people in the hall
Waiting till the hall is empty
Hurry out sighing.
Walking for miles to find
An empty bar, where no one
Knows your secret that you are a drunk.
Paper and pen I wanted to write
A great novel.
Strong booze blurred words
Walking home
Hoping the hall would be empty.
#limerick
#acrostic
#FreeVerse
#prose
#quatrain
49 reads
0 Comments
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