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Drug Abuse

poet Anonymous

Poetry Contest

Ink moments where drugs affected your life... self, family and foes...
If you find yourself in limbo and haven’t been affected by the issues raised... it’s totally fine to pen a fictional story.

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Foxface
Aewyrn
Lost Thinker
United States 7awards
Joined 2nd Dec 2017
Forum Posts: 35

Escapade

She was the bright lights at 2am
The rich color of $200 champagne
Dancing, moving, gold glitter
Making her eyelashes and cheeks
Sparkle
As the strobes flare once again
Pills in her pocket
And her heart on her sleeve

Late nights, climbing rooftops
Strangers tasting her lips
Laughter and smiles
She asks for the gun
And she takes another shot
Her eyes the color of a sunset in New York
Paper dissolving on her tongue
And it all fades away once again

Waking up in a different bed every morning
Streaked eyeliner and smudged mascara
She throws on her shirt
And leaves without a second look
Her heart and mind numb
Not feeling the vivid bruises on her arms

The clock striking 4 in the morning
Wandering the streets as the lights
Slowly go out
Echoing steps
Monsters in her veins
The shadows singing and whispering
Paying for a motel and locking herself in,
Starting the water in the shower
Yet only able to sob under the soft
Stream of water

Grey under her eyes
And purple staining her fingertips
As she clutches the coat
Tighter around her
Pills in her pocket, heart on her sleeve
The world flickers

She flickers back

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snugglebuck
Dangerous Mind
United States 77awards
Joined 3rd Feb 2014
Forum Posts: 1873

Bob Chasing Dragons in the Park

In every city in the world
You’ll find them there
Chasing dragons in the parks
Faces gaunt’ jaws open ‘never shut'
Dim emotionless eyes take turns to blink
Among these Zombies of the poppies
You might find a friend of mine
Or a faded copy of the original
Blowing across the grimy concrete
Like a dry leaf before the first snow
Living out his life in the twilight
These junkies, like my old friend
Minds slowly detach from bodies
Desires for love and sex dry up
Till they no longer can fuck
Lethargic bowels become arthritic
Till they no longer can shit

‘The Living Dead’
Yes, there is such a thing!

My old friend walks among them
Someplace, somewhere
You may catch a glimpse
Of his ragged form
Camouflaged against the city grey  
A shadow of a human
Disappearing slowly into oblivion


0bs3ss3dp0ss3ss3d
William Colten Sorrells
Thought Provoker
United States 2awards
Joined 23rd Jan 2017
Forum Posts: 133

Used

Her hips sway
to a tune
long forgotten

she lets me lick
the pollen from the
corners of her lips

she steals away
all the memories
I tried to lose

right to the head
I take her in
but I can't touch

'cos her skin consists
of something my hands
can't seem to grip

I know I can never
make her love me
but I don't care

to be honest,
I kind of like
the abuse

Written by 0bs3ss3dp0ss3ss3d (William Colten Sorrells)
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Dreaming-demon
Dreaming Demon
Twisted Dreamer
Joined 7th Nov 2009
Forum Posts: 3

Habit

Send your vibe through my veins pulsing
feel your rhythm beat.

Kick the habit, skin convulsing
take me off my feet.

See the living far removed and so
we rot inside.

When there's nowhere left to go
and no one to confide.

Cast your magic down my track
and see our skies explode.

See the young man crawling back
and watch his eyes implode.

Send your chill into my bones
that writhe in memory.

When I'm sinking deep in your
euphoric harmony.

Fear the ghost that begs my view
and sets my soul ablaze.

When the spark ignites anew
as life is just a phase.

Feel you feast upon my flesh like
master over slave.

Take the habit, like my breath
and dig our lonely grave.
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fiveamtuesday
Thought Provoker
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Joined 11th Mar 2013
Forum Posts: 257

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 Just another hit.
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Abracadabra
Tyrant of Words
Kiribati 21awards
Joined 13th Nov 2009
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A Christmas Crackhead

 
On a trail in the park
the crack whore begged for help
Two days  
and she'd fuck dog  
for the price of a pipe
 
She needed food  
clothes for winter
and a safe place to hang out
but it was too crazy  
to think about now
when they were chasing her  
all over town
 
I could trust her on that
as sure as the cuts and burns  
down her thighs  
might cry and lie at the same time
the shameful and the shameless
plainer than Christmas lights
always hurting
dreaming of her ten minute high
 
If you were homeless  
for more than a year
started at thirteen  
just like Mum and Dad
If your brothers and sisters
were all in care  
and rehab said  
you'd never want to quit
not even to be with your own daughter
what would you do
when all you have is a body like mine
What would you  
fucking do?
 
She could dazzle a man alright  
was still somehow a thing of beauty
but I had an answer
I knew she wouldn't like  
and realizing we were both  
as helpless as the moment  
the universe had thrown us together
I turned  
and ran
grateful for a comfortable life
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Abracadabra
Tyrant of Words
Kiribati 21awards
Joined 13th Nov 2009
Forum Posts: 2528

Note to a Crack Head


After you  
kept the street awake all night  
every night  

After you destroyed    
other people's mail  
and transformed the garden  
into a takeaway for rats  

After you hammered nails    
into the water pipes  
hid knives under the doormat  
borrowed the man next door's bicycle    
and sold it  

After you stole donation bags    
from outside charity shops  
to soundproof your bedroom wall  
and gave my name to police  
the last time they locked you up  

After you painted
red clouds on the ceiling
monsters in the hall  
and all the windows black  

After you threatened
to burn everything  
and kill everyone  
because you thought
the world was a nest of spies  
in the post war ruins  
of your personal Beirut...  
  
After that,  
don't you think    
it might be time    
to quit?
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Abracadabra
Tyrant of Words
Kiribati 21awards
Joined 13th Nov 2009
Forum Posts: 2528

My Junkie Lover

          
The rules            
were always:            
Don't party            
in the ashtrays               
& please, please
please                
no needles            
to clean up            
off the floor               
             
But they were            
my rules               
never yours            
              
I realized                
you were zoned               
when I called             
on my way home               
Your voice          
screaming stray cat  
decibel overload                           
              
And then the lights               
flashing slowly              
at the corner of our block              
blues and reds  
looming closer               
until I knew              
it was all for you            
              
Pale limbs                
stiffening too soon               
just a baby under a blanket                
stretchered out      
through a hush in the crowd              
while Death's surprise              
grinned triumphant    
riding high
on his bubble of air               
                  
So no more                
final chances              
no more last goodbyes                
shit promises of rehab            
brittle as the wind            
not even a kiss goodbye            
to ease the chill of wasted life      
only memories frozen forever      
with the ugly ache of alone  
twisting its cruel knife      
through the heart of a summer night
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neuroticthrillers
Thought Provoker
United Kingdom
Joined 10th Dec 2015
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Snake eyes in paradise

Citric acid bubbles  
for the pouting serpent  
someone else i once knew  
cooked up his soul on a spoon  
 
Chain smoking the fumes of a burning fuse  
you can roll a snake eyes  
and be washed up on the shores of paradise  
someone i once knew  
 
Soul was always on the loose  
it'll help you tie your noose  
you make me think i should use my tie  
and step up somewhere high  
 
But not tonight mate,  
we shall lay for the suns wake  
hold the thought  
pull out the telephone line  
i've rolled a snake eyes  
and im washed up in paradise  
 
Left my soul on hold  
when he just wanted someone to hold  
holding me in the shadow of adversity  
holding me in the shadow of who i could be  
 
When we slept in the car  
scratching poetry into the frosted glass  
drinking the memories of our past  
hoping the future will never ask of me
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LBV
Twisted Dreamer
United States 1awards
Joined 7th Mar 2016
Forum Posts: 57

One X One

Got to stop this pain life causes everyday
The feen this needle feeds sleeps deep inside the veins
Chase the crack now Daddy's little girls on her back
Russian roulette if her mind was the money she had nothing to bet
All her dreams slowly fade away every time feens
So hard to take finally fell asleep never to awake
Someone hold me tell me things will be ok
No amount can fix me just make it go away
It starts to rot the brain with ignorance and then you go insane
One more line to heal like salt on flesh as the skin you peel
Across the tracks identified only by his back tat
It read The Taste Of Death well death tasted back and swallowed his last breath
Another slave now his Mother makes her way to his grave
Every single day praying for the baby that she just couldn't save
everything seems so far away I can't make through another day
Losing track of who I'm supposed to be and sinking deeper in this misery
visions of my past begin to haunt my dreams at last
Let me wake to find it's done and back the hammer off this gun
So the story goes but that's just the life that these three chose
We're just some so many more before us and many more to come
The 31st will be a year I finally lost my battle with the fear
See I'm the kid you couldn't help so I took it to the grave taken by myself
Gone everything is gone watch it as it falls
One X One
 
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