Popular Drugs Poems
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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 Jan 2019 2:59pm
11th Jan 2019 2:59pm
echo
I'm hurting but you can't see me
I'm fading but you can't stop the pain
my soul is hollow
it echoes the heartbreak
will you always love me?
a question reverberating through time
I push the boundaries
of what our love can bear
I can't seem to stop myself
I'm falling
losing my grip
you watch on helplessly
hoping I will get back up
I'm on the ledge
each step you take towards me
pushes me closer to the edge
so you call to me
please come back, baby
back to safety
...
I'm fading but you can't stop the pain
my soul is hollow
it echoes the heartbreak
will you always love me?
a question reverberating through time
I push the boundaries
of what our love can bear
I can't seem to stop myself
I'm falling
losing my grip
you watch on helplessly
hoping I will get back up
I'm on the ledge
each step you take towards me
pushes me closer to the edge
so you call to me
please come back, baby
back to safety
...
#love
#addiction
99 reads
14 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
1st Jan 2019 1:02am
1st Jan 2019 1:02am
Today I'm Clean
it's the end of a year
a hard one
I won some battles and lost some
but tonight sees me clean
I won't use today
it's hard to say that
it may seem like a small thing
but for me, it's not
I've celebrated every new year high or drunk
today I'm clean
means I have a chance at happiness
a future not dependent on a drug
worried because I know tomorrow is coming
and thinking about my next fix
today I know I will be alright because I didn't use today
using is scary
you...
a hard one
I won some battles and lost some
but tonight sees me clean
I won't use today
it's hard to say that
it may seem like a small thing
but for me, it's not
I've celebrated every new year high or drunk
today I'm clean
means I have a chance at happiness
a future not dependent on a drug
worried because I know tomorrow is coming
and thinking about my next fix
today I know I will be alright because I didn't use today
using is scary
you...
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
104 reads
16 Comments
gazellemon
Bradley J
Bradley J
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2019 4:25am
2nd Jan 2019 4:25am
Back at day 1
I am back here again
A comfortable pain
Heroin, call it by name
It doesn't matter what I want
it doesn't matter what I say
The only thing that matters is the action I take
They won't remember my intentions
My smile will fade
The only thing that matters is the action I take
I want to live
I want to thrive
I want to give
I don't want to die
This trap
wrapped in aluminium foil
wants me back
wants me in toil
Patterns...
A comfortable pain
Heroin, call it by name
It doesn't matter what I want
it doesn't matter what I say
The only thing that matters is the action I take
They won't remember my intentions
My smile will fade
The only thing that matters is the action I take
I want to live
I want to thrive
I want to give
I don't want to die
This trap
wrapped in aluminium foil
wants me back
wants me in toil
Patterns...
#heroin
#addiction
85 reads
9 Comments
heresjohnny97
Jaw Knee
Jaw Knee
Poem Published
8th Jan 2019 11:38am
8th Jan 2019 11:38am
Just Business
The tightrope walker, fucked on ketamine,
wobbles on lifeless legs.
Smile dazed and unhinged, the
tutting is drowning him but he is unaware,
this patronisation is anaesthetic. Eyes
light up as he threatens to slip,
hindsight forms in the mouths of the crowd
waiting for proof off their savage wisdom.
The circus manager,
in a full Tommy Tracksuit,
strokes his wedge of twenties.
Another cat that's licked up his milk,
soon ready to be fed again. Happy
to let the walker take the spotlight he waits in the shadows,
trap-phone in...
wobbles on lifeless legs.
Smile dazed and unhinged, the
tutting is drowning him but he is unaware,
this patronisation is anaesthetic. Eyes
light up as he threatens to slip,
hindsight forms in the mouths of the crowd
waiting for proof off their savage wisdom.
The circus manager,
in a full Tommy Tracksuit,
strokes his wedge of twenties.
Another cat that's licked up his milk,
soon ready to be fed again. Happy
to let the walker take the spotlight he waits in the shadows,
trap-phone in...
#anger
#LifeStruggles
#city
#drugs
#morality
52 reads
7 Comments
rowantree
Rowan E.
Rowan E.
Poem Published
16th Dec 2018 8:05pm
16th Dec 2018 8:05pm
dizzy head talking
I miss the dorm room
always looking back at me
like there's something I should be doing
if I had all my time to myself
I would be an absolute lunatic
but coffee at Highland
and the blessed vegan cookies.
I'd study and pay homage to old loves
and test material for hours
and hours and hours at a time.
I miss the books,
the language between friends,
the quiet
and quickness of each day.
well now.
drunker and drunker becomes the poet.
like fitting clothes.
like finally,
you can talk. ...
always looking back at me
like there's something I should be doing
if I had all my time to myself
I would be an absolute lunatic
but coffee at Highland
and the blessed vegan cookies.
I'd study and pay homage to old loves
and test material for hours
and hours and hours at a time.
I miss the books,
the language between friends,
the quiet
and quickness of each day.
well now.
drunker and drunker becomes the poet.
like fitting clothes.
like finally,
you can talk. ...
#grief
#silence
#alcohol
55 reads
5 Comments
MantriMarku
Mantri Marku
Mantri Marku
Poem Published
11th Jan 2019 11:43am
11th Jan 2019 11:43am
DRUG DEVIL
DRUG DEVIL
What You Will Do In Your Life
If You’re Given Full of Powers
Can You Have Guts to Change the Society?
By Forming Your Own Team
Close On the Heals, Can You Handle the Team
Courage and Guts Will Take You to the Heights
Corruption-Free Society Will Make You a King
People Will Bless You, For Your Daring Works
Discipline Is One That the Subject One to Follow
Burying Drug Mafia Is the Prime Object
Bringing the Culprits Will Restore the Peace
Drive the Drug Peddling Out Of the Reach
...
What You Will Do In Your Life
If You’re Given Full of Powers
Can You Have Guts to Change the Society?
By Forming Your Own Team
Close On the Heals, Can You Handle the Team
Courage and Guts Will Take You to the Heights
Corruption-Free Society Will Make You a King
People Will Bless You, For Your Daring Works
Discipline Is One That the Subject One to Follow
Burying Drug Mafia Is the Prime Object
Bringing the Culprits Will Restore the Peace
Drive the Drug Peddling Out Of the Reach
...
#addiction
67 reads
2 Comments
beanbandit
Poem Published
5th Jan 2019 10:27pm
5th Jan 2019 10:27pm
Hypomanic
Aw dammit
I'm hypomanic
I panic with all the planets
And even while taking xanax
Believing in platinum static
Stuck stranded in standard status
A Bandit, behold what the gods demanded
It's old but I understand it
Mighty
With rhythm hiding
I'm gliding, my mind is frying
I'm lying when I am dying
No pride in the crying, sighing
All aim, the sights are spying
While spraying
The paint drips
Off the words I'm saying
Just playing
I'm hypomanic
I panic with all the planets
And even while taking xanax
Believing in platinum static
Stuck stranded in standard status
A Bandit, behold what the gods demanded
It's old but I understand it
Mighty
With rhythm hiding
I'm gliding, my mind is frying
I'm lying when I am dying
No pride in the crying, sighing
All aim, the sights are spying
While spraying
The paint drips
Off the words I'm saying
Just playing
#bipolar
#addiction
#MentalHealth
53 reads
6 Comments
zinnzinn
ZinNNniZ
ZinNNniZ
Poem Published
5th Jan 2019 1:55pm
5th Jan 2019 1:55pm
Midnight Contemplation
Been burning my candle at both ends
and frankly I'm feeling quiet famished.
This concept of time I transcend,
I've been put here and shall not be banished.
It's a whole lot to try and comprehend, but some how I manage the damage.
When does the ending begin, so I can grimly rest up and just vanish?
It's baffling to watch it all unravel,
how suddenly I can see things so clear, how all that what I saw from way over there, now all looks so differently from way over here.
I stopped dead in my tracks and looked back,...
and frankly I'm feeling quiet famished.
This concept of time I transcend,
I've been put here and shall not be banished.
It's a whole lot to try and comprehend, but some how I manage the damage.
When does the ending begin, so I can grimly rest up and just vanish?
It's baffling to watch it all unravel,
how suddenly I can see things so clear, how all that what I saw from way over there, now all looks so differently from way over here.
I stopped dead in my tracks and looked back,...
#depression
#regret
#addiction #SelfReflection
#addiction #SelfReflection
54 reads
7 Comments
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