Poems about Addiction
#addiction
Poetry about addiction to drugs or alcohol, and the effects of addiction on friends, family and relationships. Here you'll find poems tackling addiction to a range of behaviours and substances including smoking, drinking, prescription drugs and recreational drugs.
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
Today 2:44am
Today 2:44am
Relapse Of A Sex Addict
This wasn't supposed to happen.
Here I am naked with some chick.
She's sleeping next to me.
Good thing. I got to scram fast.
I hope she does not wake up.
Here I am naked with some chick.
She's sleeping next to me.
Good thing. I got to scram fast.
I hope she does not wake up.
#addiction
#confessional
#dialogue
#fiction
#sex
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:53am
Yesterday 7:53am
they call the train station crack central (home town observations)
A pigeon was scavenging scraps
along the edge of the drive-thru
while we were waiting in line
for coffee and fries
and I imagined it pecking
on every car door
asking if we had any potato
and salt to spare
The people 'round here
aren't that much different
to that small grey pigeon
scavenging for scraps
and shiny things left on the ground
...
There's a family of shopping trolleys
around the corner from my house
that are filled with molding rubbish
It's only a matter of...
along the edge of the drive-thru
while we were waiting in line
for coffee and fries
and I imagined it pecking
on every car door
asking if we had any potato
and salt to spare
The people 'round here
aren't that much different
to that small grey pigeon
scavenging for scraps
and shiny things left on the ground
...
There's a family of shopping trolleys
around the corner from my house
that are filled with molding rubbish
It's only a matter of...
#addiction
#homelessness
#LifeStruggles #poverty
#LifeStruggles #poverty
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 2:27am
2nd Apr 2025 2:27am
Happy
sadness dwells and I fall
into the depths of self hate
loathing my way of thinking
Will I ever break the chains
Will I ever be comfortable in my own skin
my demons howl, and I shudder
Deep need overcomes me
and it's down to just me alone
and just like dying and being born
I have to face things on my own
somewhere in me my sanity is alert and waiting
but deeply ingrained is the hurt monsters
that make me run to what is familiar
and avoid at all costs the pain
inflicting damage on myself when things...
into the depths of self hate
loathing my way of thinking
Will I ever break the chains
Will I ever be comfortable in my own skin
my demons howl, and I shudder
Deep need overcomes me
and it's down to just me alone
and just like dying and being born
I have to face things on my own
somewhere in me my sanity is alert and waiting
but deeply ingrained is the hurt monsters
that make me run to what is familiar
and avoid at all costs the pain
inflicting damage on myself when things...
#addiction
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8 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 8:23pm
1st Apr 2025 8:23pm
Celestial Navigation
Driving aimlessly down Shame Street
sipping on my 32-ounce cup of depression, no ice.
suddenly, my too often neglected HP GPS,
speaks in a calm, commanding tone
“Pass Easy Street and at the next intersection,
turn right onto Hope Drive."
Noticing I’m out of gas;
I stop at the OA service station,
on the corner of Hope and Not Good Enough Avenue,
after filling my tank with encouragement,
I choose to continue my journey on Hope.
HP’s voice sounds again.
“Travel 12 miles,
turn right onto the on-ramp...
sipping on my 32-ounce cup of depression, no ice.
suddenly, my too often neglected HP GPS,
speaks in a calm, commanding tone
“Pass Easy Street and at the next intersection,
turn right onto Hope Drive."
Noticing I’m out of gas;
I stop at the OA service station,
on the corner of Hope and Not Good Enough Avenue,
after filling my tank with encouragement,
I choose to continue my journey on Hope.
HP’s voice sounds again.
“Travel 12 miles,
turn right onto the on-ramp...
#addiction
#food
#happiness
#hope
#peace
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4 Comments
EveAteRedApples
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 4:45am
1st Apr 2025 4:45am
don't mention Trump in the bedroom
You want me to believe
you're made of THC
and mind numbing chemicals
but you're not a drug
you idiot
The only thing
that is vaguely addictive
about you
is your cock
because you fuck
like you were born
to worship cunts
But it's not enough
that you make me scream
it's not enough
that you leave me so breathless
I can't stand upright unaided
it's not enough
that I see the whole universe
in the aftermath of your body
breaking mine
It's so fucking boring ...
you're made of THC
and mind numbing chemicals
but you're not a drug
you idiot
The only thing
that is vaguely addictive
about you
is your cock
because you fuck
like you were born
to worship cunts
But it's not enough
that you make me scream
it's not enough
that you leave me so breathless
I can't stand upright unaided
it's not enough
that I see the whole universe
in the aftermath of your body
breaking mine
It's so fucking boring ...
#addiction
#boredom
#drugs
#marijuana
#sex
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 8:42pm
30th Mar 2025 8:42pm
faith
Little faith says I can do anything
suspicious doubt worries
my heart faulters but I stand my ground
Tiny need won't get the best of me
carnal understanding, the body remembers
what it feels like to be impenetrable
my frailty shows, and I fear
still legs shaking, I keep walking
ferocious desire it's on my mind
Some say it's easy
My brain synapses say it's not
It knows one thing
The road to devastation is easier
walking into the sunlit reality
where ever flaw shows daunting
Shrinking violet I am ...
suspicious doubt worries
my heart faulters but I stand my ground
Tiny need won't get the best of me
carnal understanding, the body remembers
what it feels like to be impenetrable
my frailty shows, and I fear
still legs shaking, I keep walking
ferocious desire it's on my mind
Some say it's easy
My brain synapses say it's not
It knows one thing
The road to devastation is easier
walking into the sunlit reality
where ever flaw shows daunting
Shrinking violet I am ...
#addiction
#drugs
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5 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 7:24pm
30th Mar 2025 7:24pm
sleepy
corrupted rhythm I can't get out of this thought process
insidious need calls, and I want to get high
scary visions haunt in dreams I do
succumbing to my crave
sleepily crawling through each day
It is with no small effort I obstain
sulking while everyone talks fast
appeasing their demons
while mine starve
Deadly last rites, should I fold
They'll bury me in shame
But what a way to go
The autopsy will read her heart explode
no one would weep after all it was my own damn fault
So I stay clean,...
insidious need calls, and I want to get high
scary visions haunt in dreams I do
succumbing to my crave
sleepily crawling through each day
It is with no small effort I obstain
sulking while everyone talks fast
appeasing their demons
while mine starve
Deadly last rites, should I fold
They'll bury me in shame
But what a way to go
The autopsy will read her heart explode
no one would weep after all it was my own damn fault
So I stay clean,...
#addiction
#drugs
64 reads
6 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2025 00:07am
23rd Mar 2025 00:07am
she waits for me
#addiction
#alcohol
#sensual #sexy
#sensual #sexy
252 reads
4 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 6:55am
21st Mar 2025 6:55am
Mary Jane
I like to date rape.
I don't need rope or tape.
Just a good friend,
That recommends a vape,
Instead of rolls.
Not sushi, but baked.
I like her eyes half open.
I feel masculine and safe.
She stumbles like her legs are broken.
Is this date rape?
She invited me over.
So it's definitely not fake.
Her legs are wide open.
She flows like a lake.
Mary Jane is who I'm groping.
She always wins the race.
The field is always open,
So let me out of the gate.
I like to date rape.
I don't...
I don't need rope or tape.
Just a good friend,
That recommends a vape,
Instead of rolls.
Not sushi, but baked.
I like her eyes half open.
I feel masculine and safe.
She stumbles like her legs are broken.
Is this date rape?
She invited me over.
So it's definitely not fake.
Her legs are wide open.
She flows like a lake.
Mary Jane is who I'm groping.
She always wins the race.
The field is always open,
So let me out of the gate.
I like to date rape.
I don't...
#addiction
#dirty
#MentalHealth #women
#MentalHealth #women
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
20th Mar 2025 7:26pm
20th Mar 2025 7:26pm
Failing in life
Their cars were motionless
Their home was drab
Their intensity was addiction
They once tried going to rehab
They failed miserably
Handling it with no care
Their appearance was frightful
Entering their house was extremely rare
Their sex was frustrating
Both were failing
He was dry & she was limp
Their health was ailing
Reality was a nightmare
Death surrounds their vision
The Grim Reaper is watching
Motionless people can create a collision
Their home was drab
Their intensity was addiction
They once tried going to rehab
They failed miserably
Handling it with no care
Their appearance was frightful
Entering their house was extremely rare
Their sex was frustrating
Both were failing
He was dry & she was limp
Their health was ailing
Reality was a nightmare
Death surrounds their vision
The Grim Reaper is watching
Motionless people can create a collision
#addiction
#dark
#death
#emptiness
#rhyming
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Ambjr
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 12:09pm
18th Mar 2025 12:09pm
if you give an addict tramadol
if you give an addict some tramadol
he'll take it for the pain
and when he takes it for the pain
he might remember how it feels
to float above his body
watchin his troubles shrink away
if he remembers how it feels
he might want to feel it longer
and if he wants to feel it longer
he might take two instead of one
or four instead of two
if he takes two instead of one
he'll need more when the prescription ends
and if he needs more when the prescription ends
he'll remember old friends with loose morals
...
he'll take it for the pain
and when he takes it for the pain
he might remember how it feels
to float above his body
watchin his troubles shrink away
if he remembers how it feels
he might want to feel it longer
and if he wants to feel it longer
he might take two instead of one
or four instead of two
if he takes two instead of one
he'll need more when the prescription ends
and if he needs more when the prescription ends
he'll remember old friends with loose morals
...
#addiction
#alcohol
120 reads
11 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 9:24am
13th Mar 2025 9:24am
Bet with your head, not over it
Neil Anblomi of Italy took a trip to Las Vegas and sent some letters back home in 1996. His letters telling loved ones his tales of American adventure. One letter told them he had a win of $2,500.00 on roulette. Another was about seeing Wayne Newton live, enjoying the performance immensely. In a postcard to his mother, he talked about how exhausting gambling could be, but told her not to worry. "I am sensible, so I won't blow my savings." He told her of his plans to see the Grand Canyon by helicopter and maybe buy a ticket to a magic show. On August 1st, 1996, Anblomi threw himself...
#addiction
#fiction
#holiday
#satirical
#suicide
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