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.
I Still Don't Like Kerouac, Papa
When your father dies of an opioid overdose,
your stepmother will call
at 1:27pm on a gray and freezing January afternoon.
She can't articulate much of anything,
or you can't hear much of anything
or all words are caught and suffocated into a quantum vortex
because you can't remember being told
"your father is dead, and he died from an opiate overdose,"
you only remember suddenly knowing, as the truth
rises from its depression cave
stretches its long limbs,
complains about its back,
puts on thermal long johns, ...
your stepmother will call
at 1:27pm on a gray and freezing January afternoon.
She can't articulate much of anything,
or you can't hear much of anything
or all words are caught and suffocated into a quantum vortex
because you can't remember being told
"your father is dead, and he died from an opiate overdose,"
you only remember suddenly knowing, as the truth
rises from its depression cave
stretches its long limbs,
complains about its back,
puts on thermal long johns, ...
#death
#father
#grief
#heroin
#memorial
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Lost Boy
Among the shadows where the silence breathes,
A lost boy walks, torn like autumn leaves
With haunted eyes, echoes of pain
Looking for shelter down the pouring rain
Once a dreamer in a world so vile,
Now, a wanderer with nowhere to hide
He's endured the harm of many hearts unkind,
Yet his spirit wishes for a chance to rise
Through nights of darkness, inhaling your fear,
Crystal ghosts haunt you; I feel you near
Each scar a story, each tear a song,
In a world that feels so painfully wrong
Stolen...
A lost boy walks, torn like autumn leaves
With haunted eyes, echoes of pain
Looking for shelter down the pouring rain
Once a dreamer in a world so vile,
Now, a wanderer with nowhere to hide
He's endured the harm of many hearts unkind,
Yet his spirit wishes for a chance to rise
Through nights of darkness, inhaling your fear,
Crystal ghosts haunt you; I feel you near
Each scar a story, each tear a song,
In a world that feels so painfully wrong
Stolen...
#addiction
#drugs
#healing
#homelessness
#support
201 reads
3 Comments
PSYCHOACTIVE HALF MOON PRAYER (Monday, 6-10-19, 9:09pm; Palm Springs, California.)
another hot mid june
southern california desert
summer night
i walked outside
up to my condo apartment s pool
for my nightly two hour long
ritual hot spa soak
just after 4 hits
off my 420 vape pen
then upon looking up
into the velvety dark
vast deep bowl
of wide open
gaping night s sky above
i was immediately swallowed up
spellbound enamored completely
by and with
the luminous soft white milky salve
of smiling near half moon light s
frosted silvery bath
silently glazing it s ...
southern california desert
summer night
i walked outside
up to my condo apartment s pool
for my nightly two hour long
ritual hot spa soak
just after 4 hits
off my 420 vape pen
then upon looking up
into the velvety dark
vast deep bowl
of wide open
gaping night s sky above
i was immediately swallowed up
spellbound enamored completely
by and with
the luminous soft white milky salve
of smiling near half moon light s
frosted silvery bath
silently glazing it s ...
#marijuana
#MyInspiration
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
#water
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Bottling Woe Is Me
Bottoms of bottles are mainly saliva
since my soul drips as bits
like passing, shattering ships steered towards
poison aiming to kill inside ya,
or rather inside of me
My wounds too wet to be seen bleeding,
my throat too stretched
to be busy
screening
out
that elixir
of upset, I'm wrecked
by
those 26 ounce pillars ...
since my soul drips as bits
like passing, shattering ships steered towards
poison aiming to kill inside ya,
or rather inside of me
My wounds too wet to be seen bleeding,
my throat too stretched
to be busy
screening
out
that elixir
of upset, I'm wrecked
by
those 26 ounce pillars ...
#alcohol
#LifeCycle
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2 Comments
Not a poem, but a song - "Children Chase the Night and All That Comes With It":
Verse 1:
Oh, weren't we shooting stars,
Flying, dreaming, crashing, burning,
Weren't we a drunken daydream,
Living faster, oh so faster,
Weren't we just children in costumes,
Giggling, kicking, shrieking, crying,
Aren't we young pretenders,
Living a life our parents can't afford for us,
Chorus:
I want to live as fast as we can drive into the tangerine sunrise,
And I wan to go down in a haze of glory, smoke and sweat,
I want to live my roaring twenties at the age of just fifteen,
I don't want to grow up yet I'm not the...
Oh, weren't we shooting stars,
Flying, dreaming, crashing, burning,
Weren't we a drunken daydream,
Living faster, oh so faster,
Weren't we just children in costumes,
Giggling, kicking, shrieking, crying,
Aren't we young pretenders,
Living a life our parents can't afford for us,
Chorus:
I want to live as fast as we can drive into the tangerine sunrise,
And I wan to go down in a haze of glory, smoke and sweat,
I want to live my roaring twenties at the age of just fifteen,
I don't want to grow up yet I'm not the...
#childhood
#emptiness
#teens
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3 Comments
Antithetical Addict Understanding Love
I love you…
You mean the world to me…
I’m so lost in your spell. You’ve changed my life in more than one way. Bringing me peace of heaven and the perpetual punishment of hell.
I’ve learned how to live my life surrounded by pleasing you and trying to obtain you in the best way I can possibly achieve.
Even if you’re not the best on some days it doesn’t matter cause it’s just you what I crave.
You give me such a high and when you’re gone it’s so low. When you’re around you make everything go away. You’re so warm, loving and full of life. I’m stuck wanting to keep...
You mean the world to me…
I’m so lost in your spell. You’ve changed my life in more than one way. Bringing me peace of heaven and the perpetual punishment of hell.
I’ve learned how to live my life surrounded by pleasing you and trying to obtain you in the best way I can possibly achieve.
Even if you’re not the best on some days it doesn’t matter cause it’s just you what I crave.
You give me such a high and when you’re gone it’s so low. When you’re around you make everything go away. You’re so warm, loving and full of life. I’m stuck wanting to keep...
#death
#drugs
#love
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Crackman
Vomit stains in the front-shit stains in the back
His everyday soul mission in life is smoking crack,
“His superhuman abilities from crack are uncharacteristically unique
Giving him the worldwide nickname ‘Smoke Daddy the Super Freak’,
“He has the telepathic power to eliminate soap and water on the spot
Forever remaining funky with also the ability to transform any substance into crack rock,
“His slightest touch will cause anyone to become a crack addict
Having them constantly scratching and going to the extremes to support their habit,...
His everyday soul mission in life is smoking crack,
“His superhuman abilities from crack are uncharacteristically unique
Giving him the worldwide nickname ‘Smoke Daddy the Super Freak’,
“He has the telepathic power to eliminate soap and water on the spot
Forever remaining funky with also the ability to transform any substance into crack rock,
“His slightest touch will cause anyone to become a crack addict
Having them constantly scratching and going to the extremes to support their habit,...
#addiction
#anxiety
#strength
299 reads
6 Comments
Do Not Take Relief Upon Innocent People's Grief
Do not take relief upon innocent people's grief
Addiction is not only being slave to drugs, under cocaine control, or beneath a boss's hand kowtowing like a meek sheep, enslaved to their swaying stick, to their whims and extravagant desires, to look like a tamed animal,, you may also fall into slavery being a dependently addicted user, when those drugs, those psychedelics like LSD or mescaline, assail your whole attention, play on your real optical visions, give you a negative feedback on the world around you, affect your life for the worst, make of you an object of...
Addiction is not only being slave to drugs, under cocaine control, or beneath a boss's hand kowtowing like a meek sheep, enslaved to their swaying stick, to their whims and extravagant desires, to look like a tamed animal,, you may also fall into slavery being a dependently addicted user, when those drugs, those psychedelics like LSD or mescaline, assail your whole attention, play on your real optical visions, give you a negative feedback on the world around you, affect your life for the worst, make of you an object of...
#addiction
#confessional
#drugs
#emotional
#uplifting
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bittersweet memories (Corey)
#abuse
#addiction
#drugs
#MeToo
#sex
126 reads
3 Comments
Drunken Rant
Drunken Rant (Clarity in Vino)
The world simmers on the brink,
1984, Thought Police, Doublethink.
A world at war, peer into the void,
Suffocate the love, embrace fear, drown the joy.
Ya…hey.. put me on the spot… not a bother,
Look… the world is weird,
It’s… I don’t even know what it is..
For me, it’s… I dunno, I don’t know,
Seems dangerous to give your opinions these days.
Ya, I .. I’ve no even…like…. words prepared here,
It…It’s just flowing off the tongue,
Ah, the world to me at the minute,
Ah, I don’t enjoy...
The world simmers on the brink,
1984, Thought Police, Doublethink.
A world at war, peer into the void,
Suffocate the love, embrace fear, drown the joy.
Ya…hey.. put me on the spot… not a bother,
Look… the world is weird,
It’s… I don’t even know what it is..
For me, it’s… I dunno, I don’t know,
Seems dangerous to give your opinions these days.
Ya, I .. I’ve no even…like…. words prepared here,
It…It’s just flowing off the tongue,
Ah, the world to me at the minute,
Ah, I don’t enjoy...
#alcohol
#LifeStruggles
#StreamOfConsciousness
264 reads
3 Comments
ADDICTION
#dark
88 reads
0 Comments
MELTING..The Castle..5/5
Biker tradition of shots were fired
Into the still of the summer night
When we returned chaos transpired
Pagans and warlocks wanting a bite
They wanted some of what we were on
But Dave provided us protective cover
He knew we were extremely far gone
Still looking for new lands to discover
So he worked out some future deals
So I could escape and avoid the hassle
A distribution network and other ideals
As Andrea and I escaped to the castle
We crossed over the drawbridge ...
Into the still of the summer night
When we returned chaos transpired
Pagans and warlocks wanting a bite
They wanted some of what we were on
But Dave provided us protective cover
He knew we were extremely far gone
Still looking for new lands to discover
So he worked out some future deals
So I could escape and avoid the hassle
A distribution network and other ideals
As Andrea and I escaped to the castle
We crossed over the drawbridge ...
#happiness
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DU Poetry : Long Drug, Alcohol and Addiction Poems