Long Drugs Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
From Nature Into The Book
If you can't change your own habits, how can you change peoples'.
if you want to know how people feel, try hard to stay in their places and situation, then if you can, try to feel.
i can give you solution to your questions, which will fade away as soon as you walk away; " Go look for the answer ".....
Poetry is " lyrics " of the music of your feelings,so, know how to play your heart strings, they might sound dissonant if you fake them..
To be insolent is to give negative answers to positive questions and statements ...
if you want to know how people feel, try hard to stay in their places and situation, then if you can, try to feel.
i can give you solution to your questions, which will fade away as soon as you walk away; " Go look for the answer ".....
Poetry is " lyrics " of the music of your feelings,so, know how to play your heart strings, they might sound dissonant if you fake them..
To be insolent is to give negative answers to positive questions and statements ...
#happiness
#forgiveness
#motivational
#gratitude
#emotions
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4 Comments
I am
I am an alcoholic
I am an addict
In every possible way
I do not know how to live in moderation, I binge and abuse anything and everything
I do not know how to breathe in moderation, my therapist said that’s a panic attack.
I buy a bag or bottle/ whatever is available I’m not picky, it ends up being 8 grams in 3 days, 8 bottle in 3 days
I crash my car
I avoid getting a dui
I wake up wanting to go to rehab but never go to rehab it’s Father’s Day next week and it would break his heart my...
I am an addict
In every possible way
I do not know how to live in moderation, I binge and abuse anything and everything
I do not know how to breathe in moderation, my therapist said that’s a panic attack.
I buy a bag or bottle/ whatever is available I’m not picky, it ends up being 8 grams in 3 days, 8 bottle in 3 days
I crash my car
I avoid getting a dui
I wake up wanting to go to rehab but never go to rehab it’s Father’s Day next week and it would break his heart my...
#SelfHarm
#drugs
#addiction
#illness
#MentalHealth
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Holiday Inn Vaction
Pain of current days, strung out, or string me along... like a broken down guitar from a dead rock star...A song long ago sung & the spotlight so blinding that he lost his own way and couldn't remember his once famous name. Flash back, acid trap...Zero can't even dredge this toxic attack... Zero remembers nothing anymore, for their buried deep within the rotten wood of there life's shipwreck. Shifting sands of confusion is there death bed of dark ocean waters they live in. Unraveling is the thread...The rusty nails, crave the past rail road scared ties tracks. Always leaves you hanging,...
#hate
#dark
#heartbroken #despair
#heartbroken #despair
146 reads
2 Comments
I killed myself last week.

#anger
#SelfHarm
#suicide #addiction
#suicide #addiction
307 reads
2 Comments
Insomnia
Today is day three of restless, sleepless nights
I’ve called out of work, can’t focus, called out twice
I’ve taken my pills, but they don’t help me sleep
I’m tossing in bed, now I’m starting to weep
I’m crying and shaking, I sit down outside
Can’t control my emotions, I’m empty inside
I feel like I’m lonely, feel sad and depressed
No sleep isn’t helping, it’s all ’cause of stress
But there’s nothing in life that’s bothering me
I don’t care about me, hold my breath, count to three
I don’t care that you left, you are better off now ...
I’ve called out of work, can’t focus, called out twice
I’ve taken my pills, but they don’t help me sleep
I’m tossing in bed, now I’m starting to weep
I’m crying and shaking, I sit down outside
Can’t control my emotions, I’m empty inside
I feel like I’m lonely, feel sad and depressed
No sleep isn’t helping, it’s all ’cause of stress
But there’s nothing in life that’s bothering me
I don’t care about me, hold my breath, count to three
I don’t care that you left, you are better off now ...
#depression
#alcohol
#insomnia
#addiction
#MentalHealth
277 reads
6 Comments
The Roots have Teeth

#dark
#friendship
#humankind
#hypocrisy
#tolerance
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the drunk
The drunk
A thick plastic curtain of the type used in warehouses he could not see through
to other than shadowy figures moving around, he knew he saw a past that
no longer belonged to him.
He sat on the edge of his unmade bed, drinking warm beer, when a sharp knock
on the door of his flat
it was the landlord looking at him with contempt, saying he must pay the rent tomorrow or else!
Despair sizzled through his body needed a strong drink one mixed vodka and cold coffee,
while asking himself how it had come to this losing his job because he had...
A thick plastic curtain of the type used in warehouses he could not see through
to other than shadowy figures moving around, he knew he saw a past that
no longer belonged to him.
He sat on the edge of his unmade bed, drinking warm beer, when a sharp knock
on the door of his flat
it was the landlord looking at him with contempt, saying he must pay the rent tomorrow or else!
Despair sizzled through his body needed a strong drink one mixed vodka and cold coffee,
while asking himself how it had come to this losing his job because he had...
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#disability
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Why am i?

#family
#memories
#addiction
#myself
#choices
265 reads
2 Comments
A DRUNKEN SYNOPSIS ON MY HALLOWEEN AT WOLFS (III)-(3rd revision)-(1990, San Diego (Leather Bar), California)

#gay
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Husk
I just need to numb the pain.
Amber elixir
or ceramic white powder
Sins of the soulless
You’re my saviour
When all hope feels lost
Didn’t I say that?
With tissues, red stains
O, how I waver
As senses burn out
How can I stay here
These collapsing lungs
Ill-gotten behaviour
And years become decades
The haze has no flavour
My...
Amber elixir
or ceramic white powder
Sins of the soulless
You’re my saviour
When all hope feels lost
Didn’t I say that?
With tissues, red stains
O, how I waver
As senses burn out
How can I stay here
These collapsing lungs
Ill-gotten behaviour
And years become decades
The haze has no flavour
My...
#addiction
#illness
#morality
307 reads
4 Comments
A provoking precursor
KUSH HAD ME LIKE ????????
I wonder am I the only person that still has that one clock that still has yet to be set back an hour since past fall? Beside the fact I've had numerous occasions to spring forward, still falling back becoming pleasantly pleased then surprisingly surprised because I had an extra hour to play with to preside over and reside, So I thought. Not remembering that I forgot or was it forgetting to remember, either way I failed to recall that I hadn't set the hands back? However it appears that my...
I wonder am I the only person that still has that one clock that still has yet to be set back an hour since past fall? Beside the fact I've had numerous occasions to spring forward, still falling back becoming pleasantly pleased then surprisingly surprised because I had an extra hour to play with to preside over and reside, So I thought. Not remembering that I forgot or was it forgetting to remember, either way I failed to recall that I hadn't set the hands back? However it appears that my...
#family
#memories
#TimeHeals #SelfWorth
#TimeHeals #SelfWorth
177 reads
0 Comments
Why Am I?

#family
#bullying
#suicide
#addiction
#deception
431 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Drug, Alcohol and Addiction Poems