Drugs Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Phantom2426
Poem Published
16th May 2020 3:42am
16th May 2020 3:42am
Brother's Keeper
Youngest of three brothers
I'm stuck being his
Oldest Brother Keeper
Makes you feel like shit
Because your oldest brother
Likes the creature called
Hard Liquor which causes
Him to do crazy things like
engaging in sexual congress
With an 18 year old girl
Which is very creepy
Because she has Daddy Issues
I'm stuck being his
Oldest Brother Keeper
Makes you feel like shit
Because your oldest brother
Likes the creature called
Hard Liquor which causes
Him to do crazy things like
engaging in sexual congress
With an 18 year old girl
Which is very creepy
Because she has Daddy Issues
#brother
#erotic
#alcohol
#dirty
#crush
143 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
11th May 2019 8:53pm
11th May 2019 8:53pm
Moving The Kilos
#dark
#drugs
303 reads
0 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
27th Sep 2020 11:03am
27th Sep 2020 11:03am
High low
Was it high noon
or
Was it a Blue Moon?
Nothing to do with
Drugs or booze,
I am so sure,
So what if at times
A tad disoriented I be
And common sense
Many times I lose,
Sweetie?
or
Was it a Blue Moon?
Nothing to do with
Drugs or booze,
I am so sure,
So what if at times
A tad disoriented I be
And common sense
Many times I lose,
Sweetie?
#frustration
#confusion
#apathy
23 reads
2 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
7th May 2020 1:04am
7th May 2020 1:04am
The Edge
I sat and watched you fight the current
as you were bashed along the jutted rocks,
fighting for your life...
gasping for air...
mind gone adrift...
I was there.
When the pain became too much to bear
and nearly swept you over the edge
as you clung on for dear life,
to that tiny
little
rock
I offered you my hand,
In the utmost care,
but I just couldn’t reach you.
You couldn't see me there.
THAT is when I grasped despair.
as you were bashed along the jutted rocks,
fighting for your life...
gasping for air...
mind gone adrift...
I was there.
When the pain became too much to bear
and nearly swept you over the edge
as you clung on for dear life,
to that tiny
little
rock
I offered you my hand,
In the utmost care,
but I just couldn’t reach you.
You couldn't see me there.
THAT is when I grasped despair.
#hope
#dark
#addiction
#despair
#disappointment
260 reads
20 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
9th Aug 2020 4:36pm
9th Aug 2020 4:36pm
Addiction Is A Cruel Mistress (Twisted Sister, Evil Twin)
Addiction Is a cruel mistress
robbing you of your freedom
and choice
warping your desires
turning you into a liar
before you even notice
she's thrown you into the fire
Addiction is a twisted sister
telling you the big lie
everything's alright
you aren't hurting anyone
until she removes your loved ones
from you one by one
your job is next just like your home
until you find you're all alone
Addiction is an evil twin
who...
robbing you of your freedom
and choice
warping your desires
turning you into a liar
before you even notice
she's thrown you into the fire
Addiction is a twisted sister
telling you the big lie
everything's alright
you aren't hurting anyone
until she removes your loved ones
from you one by one
your job is next just like your home
until you find you're all alone
Addiction is an evil twin
who...
#betrayal
#alcohol
#drugs
#addiction
#deception
101 reads
8 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
29th Feb 2020 4:29am
29th Feb 2020 4:29am
that we might live
in recovery there are
no kings, queens, or
royalty,
only servants
today,
I bowed my head
into the light and
prayed my life to
be a witness to
those sick and
tried of being
sick and tired
and asked that my
words be seeds that
grow a garden of
clarity against the
insanity of addiction
let me not see myself
beyond the suffering
of others
let me hold close the
lost and wounded and
walk beside them and
teach that grace and
forgiveness are merely...
no kings, queens, or
royalty,
only servants
today,
I bowed my head
into the light and
prayed my life to
be a witness to
those sick and
tried of being
sick and tired
and asked that my
words be seeds that
grow a garden of
clarity against the
insanity of addiction
let me not see myself
beyond the suffering
of others
let me hold close the
lost and wounded and
walk beside them and
teach that grace and
forgiveness are merely...
#addiction
192 reads
14 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
30th Aug 2020 10:15pm
30th Aug 2020 10:15pm
A JUNKIES TWILIGHT
For those of you who have transcended into a society of people, subconsciously thinking that this couldn't happen to you for you see, nothing more and nothing less but peace and harmony. But yet to those junkies in twilight mainly looking for a fix to get to the next level of non existing? For a fix is the next hit through their blood line as it is a gift as it rushes through their deepest level of emotions and feelings, of wanting and needing to escape from the madness and insanity of the world. Till it affects even the weakness of their subconsciousness thoughts, as this is called life real...
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
83 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
4th Sep 2020 8:21am
4th Sep 2020 8:21am
The Urn
I remember making that call,
When I finally found you again,
I can still recall hearing your voice,
You broke down –
With a hallelujah and an amen.
I couldn’t believe it when I saw you,
You had turned into an old man,
But I was happy that we found you,
As you hobbled –
I didn’t really comprehend.
I had imagined you somewhat different,
As you had been thirteen years before,
But the things which happened to you,
Took away so much –
All that you loved and more.
The good word had always...
When I finally found you again,
I can still recall hearing your voice,
You broke down –
With a hallelujah and an amen.
I couldn’t believe it when I saw you,
You had turned into an old man,
But I was happy that we found you,
As you hobbled –
I didn’t really comprehend.
I had imagined you somewhat different,
As you had been thirteen years before,
But the things which happened to you,
Took away so much –
All that you loved and more.
The good word had always...
#father
#death
#alcohol
#drugs
#addiction
79 reads
10 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
7th Jan 2020 12:16pm
7th Jan 2020 12:16pm
[ Stephen King inspired ] Ignition Keys
Exploit
God given talents for
fortune and fame
fanning the flame
as fanned based
brand name
recognition grows
out of control
into something
you can't tame
---not without
more substances
highly flammable:
drugs
alcohol
taking their toll
when all you really wanted
was to live life your way
not theirs
Who cares? Who cares?
No one seems to
as you use, use, use
and the exploitation continues...
God given talents for
fortune and fame
fanning the flame
as fanned based
brand name
recognition grows
out of control
into something
you can't tame
---not without
more substances
highly flammable:
drugs
alcohol
taking their toll
when all you really wanted
was to live life your way
not theirs
Who cares? Who cares?
No one seems to
as you use, use, use
and the exploitation continues...
#alcohol
#drugs
#addiction #StephenKing
#addiction #StephenKing
223 reads
25 Comments
Pimp2ThaFuture04
Poem Published
8th Jun 2020 2:18pm
8th Jun 2020 2:18pm
Marijuana Monday By Wise Conscious
Marijuana socks on my feet
Marijuana symbol on my White T
Today I'm turning over a new leaf
It's Monday my favorite day of the week
right after I've applied the neem paste to my teeth I separate the stems and I pick out all the seeds I save em for later to plant my little trees if it's legalized then I
will advertise and be a poster child
for the catalogue high times if we all smoked the world would probably
have lesser crimes I think about that
sometimes it helps me and it keeps me writing rhymes and reciting lines it's my...
Marijuana symbol on my White T
Today I'm turning over a new leaf
It's Monday my favorite day of the week
right after I've applied the neem paste to my teeth I separate the stems and I pick out all the seeds I save em for later to plant my little trees if it's legalized then I
will advertise and be a poster child
for the catalogue high times if we all smoked the world would probably
have lesser crimes I think about that
sometimes it helps me and it keeps me writing rhymes and reciting lines it's my...
#marijuana
#escape
#emotions
240 reads
5 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
26th Jul 2020 12:16pm
26th Jul 2020 12:16pm
I was trying to give up alcohol knowing full well that was bullshit
It wasn't the alcohol that was the problem
It was when and how much
I think I figured it out
Widow Jane took me back in her loving arms ....
It was when and how much
I think I figured it out
Widow Jane took me back in her loving arms ....
#identity
70 reads
10 Comments
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