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.
Adelphina
Poem Published
18th Nov 2021 3:37am
18th Nov 2021 3:37am
Crocodile
Even when he lies
He says
I'll be back in an hour
I shrug it off and
Take a shower
Many hours later
He strolls into the house
I sit waiting like a mouse
Look into his eyes
Already know he's fried
Even when he lies
He says
I smoked a little weed
His anthem his creed
Saluting the visible bloody vein
Even when I lie
I say
I'll love you forever
Float over like a
Magnetic feather
When he reaches for my hand
I should have ran
He touches my skin
I know he wants...
He says
I'll be back in an hour
I shrug it off and
Take a shower
Many hours later
He strolls into the house
I sit waiting like a mouse
Look into his eyes
Already know he's fried
Even when he lies
He says
I smoked a little weed
His anthem his creed
Saluting the visible bloody vein
Even when I lie
I say
I'll love you forever
Float over like a
Magnetic feather
When he reaches for my hand
I should have ran
He touches my skin
I know he wants...
#relationships
#drugs
152 reads
22 Comments
geekslutnerdgirl
Poem Published
21st Nov 2021 6:53pm
21st Nov 2021 6:53pm
for my demons (inspired by “vices” by Zenisith)
it’s strange how
i never danced-
two left feet
always led me
offstage.
but behind the scenes
i danced just fine,
in your embrace.
lighter than feather,
you filled me with
your smokey exhale
and i lived in your breath.
inspired by vices by Zenisith
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/434538-vices/
i never danced-
two left feet
always led me
offstage.
but behind the scenes
i danced just fine,
in your embrace.
lighter than feather,
you filled me with
your smokey exhale
and i lived in your breath.
inspired by vices by Zenisith
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/434538-vices/
#drugs
#addiction
72 reads
3 Comments
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
14th Nov 2021 4:16am
14th Nov 2021 4:16am
Amygdala...
How I wanted to be part of the crowd.
Allowed to feel I belonged.
My mind's made up, I'll walk beyond the line.
Stomach turns as I try to endure.
All the bullshit I've forced myself to.
This isn't for me, it's for them.
All my friends.
No one's there to tell her.
They're laughing.
At the fool she's become.
She's losing her grip on reality.
Am I mistaken?
Fly into a world unknown.
Beyond the horizon where your imagination's wild.
Leaving everything which held you down.
Be none the wiser.
There's a...
Allowed to feel I belonged.
My mind's made up, I'll walk beyond the line.
Stomach turns as I try to endure.
All the bullshit I've forced myself to.
This isn't for me, it's for them.
All my friends.
No one's there to tell her.
They're laughing.
At the fool she's become.
She's losing her grip on reality.
Am I mistaken?
Fly into a world unknown.
Beyond the horizon where your imagination's wild.
Leaving everything which held you down.
Be none the wiser.
There's a...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
79 reads
4 Comments
blocat
Poem Published
20th Nov 2021 3:29am
20th Nov 2021 3:29am
Sacrifice
We sacrificed everything for you, Andrew, the private education we struggled to afford, then off to University carrying our love and hopes for your future.
Then you got into drugs. All our hopes for you destroyed.”
I turned away, bitter tears flowing.
The man put the lid back over him.
Then you got into drugs. All our hopes for you destroyed.”
I turned away, bitter tears flowing.
The man put the lid back over him.
#heartbroken
#emptiness
55 reads
4 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
19th Nov 2021 5:27am
19th Nov 2021 5:27am
somewhere between madness and death
1979
sitting by myself in
a dorm room,
getting high
again.
that sad,
unmistakable
feeling of being
invincible to
consequences,
the consequences
mounting up;
stealing
money,
abandoning
friends and
family,
failing grades.
my only companion
the pulse of blood
moving thru my
wrist.
too sick to care,
trapped somewhere
between madness
and death,
waiting for the
last swallow of
life to...
sitting by myself in
a dorm room,
getting high
again.
that sad,
unmistakable
feeling of being
invincible to
consequences,
the consequences
mounting up;
stealing
money,
abandoning
friends and
family,
failing grades.
my only companion
the pulse of blood
moving thru my
wrist.
too sick to care,
trapped somewhere
between madness
and death,
waiting for the
last swallow of
life to...
#addiction
#apathy
#vulnerability
79 reads
5 Comments
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