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Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs) - Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
11th Oct 2018 11:44am
11th Oct 2018 11:44am
blue pill
you cut me in the morning hours
and I bleed out on the floor
tiny drops of loathing
for the sunrise
it sees me hungover
antipsychotics have worn off
I scream at you I hurt
you never answer
a little blue pill when I awaken
count down the minutes
till I feel human again
just an hour
how long is that?
it's long enough
to make me reckless
sobriety for the insane mind
and I bleed out on the floor
tiny drops of loathing
for the sunrise
it sees me hungover
antipsychotics have worn off
I scream at you I hurt
you never answer
a little blue pill when I awaken
count down the minutes
till I feel human again
just an hour
how long is that?
it's long enough
to make me reckless
sobriety for the insane mind
#MentalHealth
76 reads
24 Comments
Medinda
Poem Published
18th Sep 2018 3:31pm
18th Sep 2018 3:31pm
Stoned Again
Did you ever get up
Because you can't go to sleep
With your head on the floor
And a bottle at your feet
Watch the sun coming up
Through blood stained eyes
And wish there was someone
To share the pain in your mind
But the man who was there
Has done come and gone
And before the sun sets
They'll be another along
And all that he knows
Is the touch of your skin
Because he's never tried
To see the beauty within
So now you're alone
And it's time to get...
Because you can't go to sleep
With your head on the floor
And a bottle at your feet
Watch the sun coming up
Through blood stained eyes
And wish there was someone
To share the pain in your mind
But the man who was there
Has done come and gone
And before the sun sets
They'll be another along
And all that he knows
Is the touch of your skin
Because he's never tried
To see the beauty within
So now you're alone
And it's time to get...
#emptiness
84 reads
22 Comments
todski28
Poem Published
7th Oct 2018 2:40pm
7th Oct 2018 2:40pm
Whiskeynesia
Piss and cigarette mingle to make a stench
putrid
addictive
like smokes themselves that first draw
draws a hacking cough from deep inside
fish hook sharp
the scent of the bar
smells of home
of stumble-walk
mumble-slur wordmashin talks
worlds better filtered through amber ambrosia
it makes sense when cents are spent and senses bent
anaesthesia dark followed by that
sharp prick
numb
shot from a bottle in dry heave gulps
burps taste like unicorn shit
magic swallowed
time slowed...
putrid
addictive
like smokes themselves that first draw
draws a hacking cough from deep inside
fish hook sharp
the scent of the bar
smells of home
of stumble-walk
mumble-slur wordmashin talks
worlds better filtered through amber ambrosia
it makes sense when cents are spent and senses bent
anaesthesia dark followed by that
sharp prick
numb
shot from a bottle in dry heave gulps
burps taste like unicorn shit
magic swallowed
time slowed...
#heartbroken
#frustration
#emptiness
52 reads
17 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
15th Oct 2018 1:00pm
15th Oct 2018 1:00pm
all bets on me
my stomach growled
mouth dried
anger howled
bets lay
how long will she hold out?
I say she caves today
I stood in my shoes
and said I can't do it
I prayed
the gods answered
it's up to you
we'll cover you
no matter the choice
I died inside
re-birthed in my new skin
took a stand
every day is a shot
to prove them wrong
I won't be the quintessential loser
the dice rolled
came up all aces
I'm a winner
mouth dried
anger howled
bets lay
how long will she hold out?
I say she caves today
I stood in my shoes
and said I can't do it
I prayed
the gods answered
it's up to you
we'll cover you
no matter the choice
I died inside
re-birthed in my new skin
took a stand
every day is a shot
to prove them wrong
I won't be the quintessential loser
the dice rolled
came up all aces
I'm a winner
#addiction
44 reads
13 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2018 6:20pm
22nd Sep 2018 6:20pm
the meth diaries~clean
I'm feeling good today
like I could conquer the world
best part is I'm clean
fucker I'm clean!!!
the one thing i've learned is this
you have take things moment by moment
if I feel shitty
I let the feelings flow
so what I'm having a bad day
sometimes it lasts all damned day
I just have to roll with it
there is no instant cure to this
bad feelings will come but they will pass
I have depression and biplolar
the rough days may last a week or more
I have to live with that
the up days are...
like I could conquer the world
best part is I'm clean
fucker I'm clean!!!
the one thing i've learned is this
you have take things moment by moment
if I feel shitty
I let the feelings flow
so what I'm having a bad day
sometimes it lasts all damned day
I just have to roll with it
there is no instant cure to this
bad feelings will come but they will pass
I have depression and biplolar
the rough days may last a week or more
I have to live with that
the up days are...
#addiction
#LifeChangingMoment
85 reads
11 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
16th Sep 2018 5:12pm
16th Sep 2018 5:12pm
the meth diaries~the routine
the nightmares have receded
at least for a night...
but the mornings is what I dread
I don't feel good when I wake up for the most part
I got used to snorting a line before coffee or anything
a line of meth would make everything better
then I was ready to go
now I have to wake slowly, baby my body
I don't feel good right now
I thought I would wait before writing
but this is me at my rawest
I don't feel good
I don't feel good
I don't feel good
this is like Jack in the shining
no meth makes Brenda a...
at least for a night...
but the mornings is what I dread
I don't feel good when I wake up for the most part
I got used to snorting a line before coffee or anything
a line of meth would make everything better
then I was ready to go
now I have to wake slowly, baby my body
I don't feel good right now
I thought I would wait before writing
but this is me at my rawest
I don't feel good
I don't feel good
I don't feel good
this is like Jack in the shining
no meth makes Brenda a...
#drugs
#addiction
85 reads
12 Comments
crowfly
Poem Published
8th Oct 2018 8:58pm
8th Oct 2018 8:58pm
Slippage
Willpower seems a fragile thing
When temptation starts to loom
Meth and drink, my enemies
Have me cornered in this single room
But I struggle with this taste
For the substances that I've abused
My sanity now borderline
And my conscience is not amused
Will I take a morning whiff?
The meth travelling up my nose
Followed by a shot of alcohol
I won't be blooming like a rose
I can't say I'm staying clean
But they no longer have me by the balls
I have been known to take a slip
But will be here when duty...
When temptation starts to loom
Meth and drink, my enemies
Have me cornered in this single room
But I struggle with this taste
For the substances that I've abused
My sanity now borderline
And my conscience is not amused
Will I take a morning whiff?
The meth travelling up my nose
Followed by a shot of alcohol
I won't be blooming like a rose
I can't say I'm staying clean
But they no longer have me by the balls
I have been known to take a slip
But will be here when duty...
#drugs
#myself
48 reads
9 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
19th Sep 2018 1:37am
19th Sep 2018 1:37am
didn't hurt ..
forget how unhygienic we were,
encrusted soap & bristles in the sink,
swilling it away with our hands,
and then wiping our hands on our shirt
before going out for a drink ..
encrusted soap & bristles in the sink,
swilling it away with our hands,
and then wiping our hands on our shirt
before going out for a drink ..
#memories
61 reads
16 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
28th Sep 2018 9:41pm
28th Sep 2018 9:41pm
the meth diaries~sobriety
I have a few weeks clean
today I awoke feeling good
like I was in control of myself finally
I was worried I won't be able to write the same
and it's true I don't
I'm no longer possessed
pushing myself to perform at an unbelievable rate
I'm just me...
sobriety sees me no longer glued to my computer
my family is more important
not to say I don't want to write I do
and I will...
after all, that's what I love
but today I'm me
without meth
some will love me clean
some will whisper I liked her...
today I awoke feeling good
like I was in control of myself finally
I was worried I won't be able to write the same
and it's true I don't
I'm no longer possessed
pushing myself to perform at an unbelievable rate
I'm just me...
sobriety sees me no longer glued to my computer
my family is more important
not to say I don't want to write I do
and I will...
after all, that's what I love
but today I'm me
without meth
some will love me clean
some will whisper I liked her...
#drugs
#addiction
#LifeChangingMoment
72 reads
18 Comments
Medinda
Poem Published
18th Sep 2018 00:57am
18th Sep 2018 00:57am
Inspiration
I take a shot of Jack
That smooth gentleman
Swallow heat to my belly
Face is hot, pink cheeks
Words start falling
Out of my heart
And my mouth
That smooth gentleman
Swallow heat to my belly
Face is hot, pink cheeks
Words start falling
Out of my heart
And my mouth
#alcohol
61 reads
12 Comments
crowfly
Poem Published
16th Sep 2018 5:00pm
16th Sep 2018 5:00pm
Glass Pipe Blues
The vehicle parked with tires frayed
And voices mumbled from within
Few words are heard, and one's "revenge"
The target hunkered right next door
She just can't hear approaching doom
While firing up the propane torch
Applied slowly to the Pyrex pipe
The wisps of smoke, dilated eyes
She just can't seem to comprehend
The shadow men now by her side
She takes more from her precious pipe
Before they take her for a spin
They drive her to the local pier
Dump her corpse in the churning sea
They snicker as they...
And voices mumbled from within
Few words are heard, and one's "revenge"
The target hunkered right next door
She just can't hear approaching doom
While firing up the propane torch
Applied slowly to the Pyrex pipe
The wisps of smoke, dilated eyes
She just can't seem to comprehend
The shadow men now by her side
She takes more from her precious pipe
Before they take her for a spin
They drive her to the local pier
Dump her corpse in the churning sea
They snicker as they...
#death
#drugs
53 reads
12 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
30th Sep 2018 3:48pm
30th Sep 2018 3:48pm
the meth diaries~friends
I live on a ten acre ranch
with my husband, mother in law and stepson
my stepson lives in a house across from us
he is the one I first started using meth with
the routine is people come over everyday
and get high in his little house
then tweak around the yard
my routine was get high and write
these people have become my friends
they will be triggers for me when I go home
I want to be able to hang out with them
without being tempted but I think this is impossible
especially with the one who used to give it to me... ...
with my husband, mother in law and stepson
my stepson lives in a house across from us
he is the one I first started using meth with
the routine is people come over everyday
and get high in his little house
then tweak around the yard
my routine was get high and write
these people have become my friends
they will be triggers for me when I go home
I want to be able to hang out with them
without being tempted but I think this is impossible
especially with the one who used to give it to me... ...
#friendship
#addiction
79 reads
15 Comments
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