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.
EdibleWords
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:08am
Yesterday 2:08am
Poetry Addicts Anonymous
Hi,
My name is Edible Words\
Jessica Solomon.
I'm a sick, sick woman
I shoot alliterations
straight up
boiled on a silver spoon
whenever I can't open
my dirty cornhole
With lungs full of "uh"
at midnight
I stare with red glaze
at your poetry
until I see things
that aren't in the room
...then
I write them down
My name is Edible Words\
Jessica Solomon.
I'm a sick, sick woman
I shoot alliterations
straight up
boiled on a silver spoon
whenever I can't open
my dirty cornhole
With lungs full of "uh"
at midnight
I stare with red glaze
at your poetry
until I see things
that aren't in the room
...then
I write them down
#addiction
#WritingPoetry
26 reads
8 Comments
nickbar
Nick Bartek
Nick Bartek
Poem Published
20th Jan 2020 5:18am
20th Jan 2020 5:18am
Ladies Purse Abandoned
I found a ladies purse abandoned to the side of an overpass
Delirium conspiracies controlling my mind
People staring at me like I am a fucking apparition
Talking about me in past tense
Perverse fantasies swimming in piss soaked paranoia
Locked in a vicious cycle of fight or flight
Not sure what’s real anymore
I slept on a bag of cans and bottles under an overpass
Delirium conspiracies controlling my mind
Delirium conspiracies controlling my mind
People staring at me like I am a fucking apparition
Talking about me in past tense
Perverse fantasies swimming in piss soaked paranoia
Locked in a vicious cycle of fight or flight
Not sure what’s real anymore
I slept on a bag of cans and bottles under an overpass
Delirium conspiracies controlling my mind
#loneliness
#drugs
#homelessness
#addiction
#poverty
15 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
19th Jan 2020 2:45pm
19th Jan 2020 2:45pm
Gyroscope Don't Gyrate Any(No)More, (Not Now)
maybe someday
somewhere ( Down the Line),
a
bit of peace
will be
possible, possible
for a part
of a day,
( a partial piece of peace)
will be
possible, possible for
a partial day.
Just a part, a piece, an hour (or two),
and we'll stare at the stars in the great...
somewhere ( Down the Line),
a
bit of peace
will be
possible, possible
for a part
of a day,
( a partial piece of peace)
will be
possible, possible for
a partial day.
Just a part, a piece, an hour (or two),
and we'll stare at the stars in the great...
#alcohol
#drugs
#addiction
#freedom
#escape
53 reads
8 Comments
lotuslover
Gypsy_Rose
Gypsy_Rose
Poem Published
19th Jan 2020 5:02am
19th Jan 2020 5:02am
Social Stigmas
All these random thoughts fighting for a space in my head~
Trying to assimilate and decipher what the voices have said.
Seems like these scattered illusions are planted by demons~
Determined to remain positive and sweeten life's tart lemons.
Expensive medications prescribed by unreliable physicians~
Never able to afford and obtain them to end up in precarious positions.
Manic delusions are the makings of unknown fantasy~
Keeping grasp of fate to build my eternal destiny.
Not going to allow my bipolar schizophrenia to define me~
Wanting and praying...
Trying to assimilate and decipher what the voices have said.
Seems like these scattered illusions are planted by demons~
Determined to remain positive and sweeten life's tart lemons.
Expensive medications prescribed by unreliable physicians~
Never able to afford and obtain them to end up in precarious positions.
Manic delusions are the makings of unknown fantasy~
Keeping grasp of fate to build my eternal destiny.
Not going to allow my bipolar schizophrenia to define me~
Wanting and praying...
#depression
#bipolar
#addiction
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
32 reads
0 Comments
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
18th Jan 2020 3:22am
18th Jan 2020 3:22am
Fixed, Broken...
Let me sink.
Downward spiral to that dark place.
Faces gazing through my windows.
You smile.
Frail spirit's breaking.
Save me.
Fixed, broken.
Mix and matching identical halls.
Slitting.
Scratching on my walls.
I scream "please, stop now..."
Save me.
No, that's enough!
I betray the trust with my body.
Now I'm a prisoner.
Helplessly I'm forced to watch as it slowly destroys itself.
The blood is so filthy, the blood is so filthy.
My body is beyond the point where recovery isn't an option...
Downward spiral to that dark place.
Faces gazing through my windows.
You smile.
Frail spirit's breaking.
Save me.
Fixed, broken.
Mix and matching identical halls.
Slitting.
Scratching on my walls.
I scream "please, stop now..."
Save me.
No, that's enough!
I betray the trust with my body.
Now I'm a prisoner.
Helplessly I'm forced to watch as it slowly destroys itself.
The blood is so filthy, the blood is so filthy.
My body is beyond the point where recovery isn't an option...
#addiction
35 reads
3 Comments
Shaman
Poem Published
17th Jan 2020 11:34pm
17th Jan 2020 11:34pm
Houdini
awake
at 3:37 a.m.
i'm starved
with bloodshot eyes
he's asleep
too young to understand
i am not willing
to try this
alone
in the darkness
i can safely forget
i have work in two hours
and it's her fucking weekend
at 3:37 a.m.
i'm starved
with bloodshot eyes
he's asleep
too young to understand
i am not willing
to try this
alone
in the darkness
i can safely forget
i have work in two hours
and it's her fucking weekend
#addiction
#escape
18 reads
0 Comments
MJ-SWIM
M.J S.W.I.M
M.J S.W.I.M
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 4:03pm
16th Jan 2020 4:03pm
Rumor Mill
#betrayal
#LifeStruggles
#drugs #addiction
#drugs #addiction
35 reads
5 Comments
nickbar
Nick Bartek
Nick Bartek
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 2:32pm
16th Jan 2020 2:32pm
Shooting Stars and Opiate Blockers
My head casts a morbid shadow on my chest
Like the shadow of a mortician cast over a body lying on his embalming table
You bring me back to those feeling I run from
Your delicate fingers picking my receptors clean
You call my name from the bathroom
But I can’t hear you anymore
Life vanishes from my eyes faster than the makeup laced tears run down your cheeks
Life falls from my eyes faster than shooting stars in night skies
Like the shadow of a mortician cast over a body lying on his embalming table
You bring me back to those feeling I run from
Your delicate fingers picking my receptors clean
You call my name from the bathroom
But I can’t hear you anymore
Life vanishes from my eyes faster than the makeup laced tears run down your cheeks
Life falls from my eyes faster than shooting stars in night skies
#love
#abuse
#drugs #addiction
#drugs #addiction
49 reads
1 Comment
nickbar
Nick Bartek
Nick Bartek
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 2:31pm
16th Jan 2020 2:31pm
The Bluejay
My sorrows on display for all to see
Worn on the smile of every dopeboy in town
No drug can mask the hurt anymore
Blood bleeds right through the first coat of white paint
Shirts sliced to the collar
Bottles of spit and piss encased in walls of flies
The reflection of the dead lady in a white dress
The menacing creaks and moans of a dying home
A home that holds us hostage
We bear the cross of guilt and shame
Megalithic in its weight
Arthritic in its wake
I am a residual haunting afraid of its own manifestation
My...
Worn on the smile of every dopeboy in town
No drug can mask the hurt anymore
Blood bleeds right through the first coat of white paint
Shirts sliced to the collar
Bottles of spit and piss encased in walls of flies
The reflection of the dead lady in a white dress
The menacing creaks and moans of a dying home
A home that holds us hostage
We bear the cross of guilt and shame
Megalithic in its weight
Arthritic in its wake
I am a residual haunting afraid of its own manifestation
My...
#love
#heartbroken
#death
#drugs
#addiction
35 reads
5 Comments
Alynnb1983
April
April
Poem Published
15th Jan 2020 11:46pm
15th Jan 2020 11:46pm
Addiction part 1
Up all night,waiting on the sun,so much stuff needs to be done. No one knows all the darkness that I hold and the many many secrets that I hold.
Never thought in a million years that I would have caused people so many tears. Over and over I let family down yet this addiction of meth keeps knocking me straight to the ground. I'll think it's the end then I'll take it to another round.
I only can look in the mirror and blame the reflection, as I look at myself all I think of is pure imperfection. I begged to get high,to float to the sky not willing to see the demise in my...
Never thought in a million years that I would have caused people so many tears. Over and over I let family down yet this addiction of meth keeps knocking me straight to the ground. I'll think it's the end then I'll take it to another round.
I only can look in the mirror and blame the reflection, as I look at myself all I think of is pure imperfection. I begged to get high,to float to the sky not willing to see the demise in my...
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
61 reads
1 Comment
Erotic_Goddess
Poem Published
15th Jan 2020 8:53pm
15th Jan 2020 8:53pm
I'm Sure Of One Thing
I'm sure of one thing…
she boils if confronted
defensive of her ways.
Justifies the trash bin
cradles her enabler in her arms.
When?...
When do the vices alter,
When do they bring her warmth?
Wee one full of innocence,
Only wants her mom.
How does flesh and blood rein lighter
then swaying back and forth…?
How does she walk away from roses
To lay upon the thorns?
I'm sure of one thing….
She's nothing that she could have been
But merely ghost and bones.
They say the devil's evil… ...
she boils if confronted
defensive of her ways.
Justifies the trash bin
cradles her enabler in her arms.
When?...
When do the vices alter,
When do they bring her warmth?
Wee one full of innocence,
Only wants her mom.
How does flesh and blood rein lighter
then swaying back and forth…?
How does she walk away from roses
To lay upon the thorns?
I'm sure of one thing….
She's nothing that she could have been
But merely ghost and bones.
They say the devil's evil… ...
#dark
#SelfHarm
#addiction #illness
#addiction #illness
59 reads
2 Comments
DestroyerOfUranus
Des.
Des.
Poem Published
15th Jan 2020 10:25am
15th Jan 2020 10:25am
Chicken nuggies
#dark
#murder
#death
#bullying
#addiction
35 reads
0 Comments
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