Poems about Drugs
#drugs
Poetry about drug use, abuse and addiction. Poems here cover a broad spectrum of drug poems, from recreational drug use to serious drug addiction. This is poetry about all different types of drugs, including smoking, alcohol, painkillers and prescription medication, and illegal drugs.
Michaelpoet
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 8:38pm
24th Jan 2025 8:38pm
Destination
#addiction
#drugs
22 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 10:04pm
23rd Jan 2025 10:04pm
Bury you 5 ft under tonight
You can try and shout for change
Higher officials suck
Day to day life drains you dry
Nobody gives two fucks!
Professional Castigation
A disbelieving eye
Drug Free America won’t occur
Supply & demand until you die
People here are dazed
Epidemic of handling life
Drunk to remember tomorrow
Buried five feet under tonight
Higher officials suck
Day to day life drains you dry
Nobody gives two fucks!
Professional Castigation
A disbelieving eye
Drug Free America won’t occur
Supply & demand until you die
People here are dazed
Epidemic of handling life
Drunk to remember tomorrow
Buried five feet under tonight
#addiction
#alcohol
#corruption
#drugs
#ignorance
58 reads
8 Comments
veins_of_shame
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 3:59pm
20th Jan 2025 3:59pm
Echoes of Relapse
It comes in the night, as you lay in your bed,
you think you are safe, then it creeps in your head.
It whispers in your ear to come out and play,
"You know that you want to, you've been thinking about it all day."
It holds me tight, promises it'll all be okay,
It'd have to be right? I watched 5 leave today.**
Now that the thought has been placed in my brain,
It's really appealing, I can feel in it in my veins.
I'm ready to go, like you already knew,
but hold up real quick, let's play the tape through:
I'm heading back to Kensington,...
you think you are safe, then it creeps in your head.
It whispers in your ear to come out and play,
"You know that you want to, you've been thinking about it all day."
It holds me tight, promises it'll all be okay,
It'd have to be right? I watched 5 leave today.**
Now that the thought has been placed in my brain,
It's really appealing, I can feel in it in my veins.
I'm ready to go, like you already knew,
but hold up real quick, let's play the tape through:
I'm heading back to Kensington,...
#addiction
#anxiety
#drugs
#healing
#hope
63 reads
3 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
Buffalo NY Sunday (Parody)
Buffalo NY Sunday
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
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The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
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The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
#city
#drugs
#lyrics
51 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 4:15am
15th Jan 2025 4:15am
Station Break
Action, sex, drama, follow the drugs and the money. A cat and mouse game to take over the empire the Nun Runner rules without regards.
Engage your mind in the revenue found on the streets of New York, a gun battle on the strip of Miami, and discreet sex in China town. All this awaits you in the Epic thriller of the Nun Runner's story.
Brought To You By Another K Production™
Engage your mind in the revenue found on the streets of New York, a gun battle on the strip of Miami, and discreet sex in China town. All this awaits you in the Epic thriller of the Nun Runner's story.
Brought To You By Another K Production™
#city
#drugs
144 reads
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Bumped 15th Jan 2025 1:40am
4th Jan 2025 8:15pm
4th Jan 2025 8:15pm
A Lullaby in January or A Portrait of Sisterhood
I’m in first grade and the bus drops me off at the bottom of our steep driveway. Jamie waits for me at the top. She has forgotten her house key in her locker at school.
There is ice and snow on the ground, and it will be dark soon. She holds my hand to walk through a patch of woods to the neighbor’s house to use their phone to call Papa.
III
It’s brown powder with tap water sitting in a plastic cap. I don’t know what I expected, but I guess not that. I thought poison would look more alchemic, like a simmering cauldron of black ink.
Jamie...
There is ice and snow on the ground, and it will be dark soon. She holds my hand to walk through a patch of woods to the neighbor’s house to use their phone to call Papa.
III
It’s brown powder with tap water sitting in a plastic cap. I don’t know what I expected, but I guess not that. I thought poison would look more alchemic, like a simmering cauldron of black ink.
Jamie...
#addiction
#DomesticViolence
#drugs
#family
#sister
116 reads
4 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 1:03am
15th Jan 2025 1:03am
My favorite things (Parody Spoof) lyrics
#drugs
#lesbian
#sex
54 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 8:30pm
13th Jan 2025 8:30pm
Programmed
I'm as sure as big women barefooted or wearing footies
As cutoff jeans in trailer parks and hoods with hoodies
As Ken and Karen leaving home prepared to attack
Yes as blacks in this country having a bullseye on their back
There are kids in this world that have heard words unslurred
No difference psychologically than when crack or meth purred
Can the words be retrieved, fucking needle withdrawn to before the arm bleeds
A father of my father, mother of my mother, may have planted the seeds
Innocence met with violence is the way humanity is...
As cutoff jeans in trailer parks and hoods with hoodies
As Ken and Karen leaving home prepared to attack
Yes as blacks in this country having a bullseye on their back
There are kids in this world that have heard words unslurred
No difference psychologically than when crack or meth purred
Can the words be retrieved, fucking needle withdrawn to before the arm bleeds
A father of my father, mother of my mother, may have planted the seeds
Innocence met with violence is the way humanity is...
#abuse
#drugs
#humankind
72 reads
13 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 3:02pm
12th Jan 2025 3:02pm
Prisoner
Swallowed by shadows
Crawling blindly
Looking for help
Regrets remain
Clear in my brain
Remember myself
And miss myself
Before enslavement
Buried my testament
Is this how it ends?
Howling humiliation
Strangles hope
Vices victorious
Over a beaten soul
God help me
Yours truly,
Poisoned prisoner
Crawling blindly
Looking for help
Regrets remain
Clear in my brain
Remember myself
And miss myself
Before enslavement
Buried my testament
Is this how it ends?
Howling humiliation
Strangles hope
Vices victorious
Over a beaten soul
God help me
Yours truly,
Poisoned prisoner
#addiction
#alcohol
#depression
#drugs
#temptation
78 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 10:52am
10th Jan 2025 10:52am
Soulless Zombi
Four walls surround me
And im feeling sick
Don't remember yesterday
Don't know what's real
Blood on my shirt
Mud on my hair
Paranoia's kicking in
The delusions never stop
Living in the moment as they say
Doing what the masses do
Wearing what the masses wear
Going where the masses go
Sacrifice your mind
And your sanity
Disconnect one moment
Spiral to infinity
Midnight strikes the pills go down
You thought this is a story?
Hear the colors see the music
Feel so fucking great ...
And im feeling sick
Don't remember yesterday
Don't know what's real
Blood on my shirt
Mud on my hair
Paranoia's kicking in
The delusions never stop
Living in the moment as they say
Doing what the masses do
Wearing what the masses wear
Going where the masses go
Sacrifice your mind
And your sanity
Disconnect one moment
Spiral to infinity
Midnight strikes the pills go down
You thought this is a story?
Hear the colors see the music
Feel so fucking great ...
#confusion
#drugs
#identity
#MentalHealth
#support
65 reads
12 Comments
Nvmb
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 11:30pm
9th Jan 2025 11:30pm
Reverence
I built a temple in my chest,
A sacred place for you to rest.
Your name is stitched beneath my ribs,
A whispered vow, a life to give.
I am the altar, you the flame,
Devotion bound in endless pain.
And every breath becomes your prayer,
A hollow hymn left hanging there.
You write your scripture in my veins,
A litany of sweet remains.
Each word you speak, a curse I crave,
A holy wound, a shallow grave.
I begged for light, you gave me night,
And still, I bathe in your delight.
Consume me—
Take my flesh...
A sacred place for you to rest.
Your name is stitched beneath my ribs,
A whispered vow, a life to give.
I am the altar, you the flame,
Devotion bound in endless pain.
And every breath becomes your prayer,
A hollow hymn left hanging there.
You write your scripture in my veins,
A litany of sweet remains.
Each word you speak, a curse I crave,
A holy wound, a shallow grave.
I begged for light, you gave me night,
And still, I bathe in your delight.
Consume me—
Take my flesh...
#addiction
#drugs
#heroin
#passion
#temptation
96 reads
1 Comment
3Y3S-THVT-S33
Electra
Electra
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 2:49am
4th Jan 2025 2:49am
Methamphetamine
Needles were never meant to pierce your skin.
My dear, you are not a doll.
Those needles can't sew you back together again.
My dear, you are not a doll.
Those needles can't sew you back together again.
#addiction
#dark
#drugs
#grief
#SelfHarm
131 reads
0 Comments
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