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.
SweetBobbyBlu
Easin On In
Easin On In
Poem Published
1st Mar 2025 7:49pm
1st Mar 2025 7:49pm
All In
Hey, where you drivin’. What’s your plan.
Will you circle round again, try an understand.
Catch a toxic glimpse, a decent chew on fear.
When all the while the maniac’s in rear view mirror.
Yeah, now you see it, ‘first chance,’ and time is up.
So, what yawl binge thinkin’,
fill yer vein-junk cup?
Yeah,
you’re freakin’ tweekin’ now,
you’re all in what to do.
It’s the ‘law, drugs, and money,’
ease on back and think this through.
‘And through!’
You owe, whoa, owe, bad blood
who live to feud,
for...
Will you circle round again, try an understand.
Catch a toxic glimpse, a decent chew on fear.
When all the while the maniac’s in rear view mirror.
Yeah, now you see it, ‘first chance,’ and time is up.
So, what yawl binge thinkin’,
fill yer vein-junk cup?
Yeah,
you’re freakin’ tweekin’ now,
you’re all in what to do.
It’s the ‘law, drugs, and money,’
ease on back and think this through.
‘And through!’
You owe, whoa, owe, bad blood
who live to feud,
for...
#addiction
#drugs
#grief
#heroin
#music
63 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 10:43am
28th Feb 2025 10:43am
MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN
Pigs came to the crack house last night
All the crack dealers and addicts scattered like roaches throwing their stash over the cement wall
The cops shined their little lights and tried to find the stash bags
But to no avail
The pigs rolled out and chased two dudes down the street
They ran one guy down who was crossing the street
When the cop got out of the car to see what he has done, another crack dealer shot the cop right in the face
"MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN"
That's what I heard from another cop on a CB Radio
Total carnage
Total mayhem ...
All the crack dealers and addicts scattered like roaches throwing their stash over the cement wall
The cops shined their little lights and tried to find the stash bags
But to no avail
The pigs rolled out and chased two dudes down the street
They ran one guy down who was crossing the street
When the cop got out of the car to see what he has done, another crack dealer shot the cop right in the face
"MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN"
That's what I heard from another cop on a CB Radio
Total carnage
Total mayhem ...
#city
#death
#drugs
#violence
#war
79 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 11:28pm
26th Feb 2025 11:28pm
Little Girl With A Purpose
I see that little girl everyday
She always runs to wherever she's going
Xmas came and left her with a bike
Now she rides up & down the street
It seems she never gets tired
She always plays by herself
I saw her the other day standing with her bike next to all these other kids who were much older than she
She wasn't even paying attention to them
She was standing there because they were
The older ones were smoking and talking a bunch of loud mouthed shit
All at once she got on her bike and sped away like she had some important place to be ...
She always runs to wherever she's going
Xmas came and left her with a bike
Now she rides up & down the street
It seems she never gets tired
She always plays by herself
I saw her the other day standing with her bike next to all these other kids who were much older than she
She wasn't even paying attention to them
She was standing there because they were
The older ones were smoking and talking a bunch of loud mouthed shit
All at once she got on her bike and sped away like she had some important place to be ...
#children
#drugs
#hope
#motivational
#poverty
113 reads
19 Comments
3Y3S-THVT-S33
Electra
Electra
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 5:49pm
24th Feb 2025 5:49pm
No Title.
Never been good at breathing
Always felt like you've been drowning
When your arms are the dam to keep the flood waters from breaking
You take meds
But the meds won't fill that hole in your soul
You search for solace in the wrong hands
Stuff all that mess back in your chest
You tell yourself it's for the best
But it's like pumping your body full of lead
Weighing it down
To drown in the flood waters
Always felt like you've been drowning
When your arms are the dam to keep the flood waters from breaking
You take meds
But the meds won't fill that hole in your soul
You search for solace in the wrong hands
Stuff all that mess back in your chest
You tell yourself it's for the best
But it's like pumping your body full of lead
Weighing it down
To drown in the flood waters
#denial
#despair
#drugs
#emptiness
#grief
49 reads
1 Comment
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 10:30pm
18th Feb 2025 10:30pm
here we go again
You use ideas as weapons
try and make me a villain
in your story
where I'm not
and never have been
the bad guy
You act like boundaries
is a dirty word
when you just want a life
without consequences
I understand that your
flight or flight response
is to turn me into a bitch
so you can be the martyr
but no one is looking
to burn you at the stake
and turning your trauma on me
won't heal the wounds
within either of us
I won't break myself
so you can kill...
try and make me a villain
in your story
where I'm not
and never have been
the bad guy
You act like boundaries
is a dirty word
when you just want a life
without consequences
I understand that your
flight or flight response
is to turn me into a bitch
so you can be the martyr
but no one is looking
to burn you at the stake
and turning your trauma on me
won't heal the wounds
within either of us
I won't break myself
so you can kill...
#addiction
#despair
#DomesticViolence #drugs
#DomesticViolence #drugs
104 reads
4 Comments
PerfumeandTaffy
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 5:51am
18th Feb 2025 5:51am
Writing a Poem on an Ambien Cloud
Thought I'd write a poem
On a wave of Ambien foam
On a wave, right now, coherent
And untrustworthy
Unstable
Like answering
my Drunk Mother's call,
something I would never do
When my brains is functionally queued
or writing texts
of loving gestures
to a man
that I have no care for
Maybe I love him
But he smells like cigarettes
and failure
Slide my phone under my bed
because I'll write words I'll dread
in the morning.
Tho I sleep on a pillow of air
My thoughts...
On a wave of Ambien foam
On a wave, right now, coherent
And untrustworthy
Unstable
Like answering
my Drunk Mother's call,
something I would never do
When my brains is functionally queued
or writing texts
of loving gestures
to a man
that I have no care for
Maybe I love him
But he smells like cigarettes
and failure
Slide my phone under my bed
because I'll write words I'll dread
in the morning.
Tho I sleep on a pillow of air
My thoughts...
#clouds
#drugs
#nightmares #sleep
#nightmares #sleep
71 reads
0 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 2:32am
16th Feb 2025 2:32am
War with myself
I face my fears everyday
Creeping through crevices
Of my sacred guarded tower
Subduing me like a hypnotist
Appearing from the dark
With their forbidden enticements
I try looking away
So not to fall for their enchantments
Sneaking inside, they secretly surround
Tempting and twisting my thoughts
Into thinking that
They were everything I sought
I try to run, but there is no escape
I try to scream, but there is no help
Such is my fate
When I'm at war with myself
Creeping through crevices
Of my sacred guarded tower
Subduing me like a hypnotist
Appearing from the dark
With their forbidden enticements
I try looking away
So not to fall for their enchantments
Sneaking inside, they secretly surround
Tempting and twisting my thoughts
Into thinking that
They were everything I sought
I try to run, but there is no escape
I try to scream, but there is no help
Such is my fate
When I'm at war with myself
#addiction
#anxiety
#depression
#despair
#drugs
64 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 14th Feb 2025 5:05am
24th Sep 2019 4:13pm
24th Sep 2019 4:13pm
Ayahuasca
To look beneath this layer,
Is to discover myself deep within,
For in this kind of prayer,
Truth is no more a mortal sin.
I went missing for thirteen years,
Thirteen hours and thirteen days,
My mind had no concept of time,
The potion had set my soul ablaze.
As I slid down deeper into the recess,
My mind’s eye finally recognized,
The fluorescent colors vomited,
Were my demons being exorcised.
So in the pit of sight and sound,
I found the center of my universe,
As my subconscious came...
Is to discover myself deep within,
For in this kind of prayer,
Truth is no more a mortal sin.
I went missing for thirteen years,
Thirteen hours and thirteen days,
My mind had no concept of time,
The potion had set my soul ablaze.
As I slid down deeper into the recess,
My mind’s eye finally recognized,
The fluorescent colors vomited,
Were my demons being exorcised.
So in the pit of sight and sound,
I found the center of my universe,
As my subconscious came...
#drugs
#SelfDiscovery
687 reads
6 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 1:26pm
6th Feb 2025 1:26pm
Wallow
Nowhere is my place.
Escape evades my chase.
Shunned by lifes embrace.
Imbue with hindrance grace.
Consumed by peace I rot.
Exhume long hidden plot.
Solitude sought where it's not.
Accursed sanctum death forgot.
Self became a state of disassembling.
Formless integration of dismembering.
A gorgeous desecration of resembling.
Hopelessly fixate on not remembering.
Aimless unknown into wanderer strays.
Time lost in the wake of endless daze.
Necrosis grows so gorge on what decays.
Another phantom slipping...
Escape evades my chase.
Shunned by lifes embrace.
Imbue with hindrance grace.
Consumed by peace I rot.
Exhume long hidden plot.
Solitude sought where it's not.
Accursed sanctum death forgot.
Self became a state of disassembling.
Formless integration of dismembering.
A gorgeous desecration of resembling.
Hopelessly fixate on not remembering.
Aimless unknown into wanderer strays.
Time lost in the wake of endless daze.
Necrosis grows so gorge on what decays.
Another phantom slipping...
#depression
#drugs
#loneliness
73 reads
2 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 8:10am
1st Feb 2025 8:10am
Game Over
Well as luck would have it
I got the short end of the stick
It could be raining titties
and I'd get hit with a dic
I just broke my last cigarette
and see someone done stole my red bic
Ain't it sick how quick things slip
Into the shadows of the abyss
From this eclipse
From a dub to G then a ball now a
zip
Never should've taken that last hit
or that first sip
or chopped and crossed
That final little fine flat-line
That intertwined into a bind
Being confined behind the...
I got the short end of the stick
It could be raining titties
and I'd get hit with a dic
I just broke my last cigarette
and see someone done stole my red bic
Ain't it sick how quick things slip
Into the shadows of the abyss
From this eclipse
From a dub to G then a ball now a
zip
Never should've taken that last hit
or that first sip
or chopped and crossed
That final little fine flat-line
That intertwined into a bind
Being confined behind the...
#dark
#despair
#drugs
#fate
#luck
266 reads
4 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 2:45am
31st Jan 2025 2:45am
Joining A Glam Metal Band Is Not Good
Racquel joined Nemesis on tour.
Everything was going okay before the drugs.
She's found dead in Miami.
Everything was going okay before the drugs.
She's found dead in Miami.
#art
#dark
#death
#drugs
#fiction
88 reads
0 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 4:53pm
30th Jan 2025 4:53pm
White Lines
Leslie likes the white lines on the road
And her coffee table.
The party girl who grew up too fast,
Now asks her 15-year-old niece for cash.
Bouncing from hotel to motel,
You used to be so beautiful—
To think of the woman you could have been
Breaks my heart.
We hung out a couple of times,
You were so much fun to be around.
What broke you? Who hurt you?
Why couldn’t you just walk away from that life?
I loved your smile, your hazel eyes,
The most beautiful brown skin—
You...
And her coffee table.
The party girl who grew up too fast,
Now asks her 15-year-old niece for cash.
Bouncing from hotel to motel,
You used to be so beautiful—
To think of the woman you could have been
Breaks my heart.
We hung out a couple of times,
You were so much fun to be around.
What broke you? Who hurt you?
Why couldn’t you just walk away from that life?
I loved your smile, your hazel eyes,
The most beautiful brown skin—
You...
#drugs
130 reads
2 Comments
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