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.
Desperation Multiplied
#addiction
#alcohol
#drugs
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Drug Love
My one true love was you
The euphoria that you gave me
The trips bad and good
I had to let go of you
You were my toxic love
You almost took my life
The tears I had shed when I had to leave
Where you just sat in my bathroom cabinet
I had to let you go to find me
The euphoria that you gave me
The trips bad and good
I had to let go of you
You were my toxic love
You almost took my life
The tears I had shed when I had to leave
Where you just sat in my bathroom cabinet
I had to let you go to find me
#addiction
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Accursed Poppy
Jumping from my skin
Hair-raising flashes and waves
Like winter breezes
Haunted yawns howling
Visionary eyes tearing
Decrepit visage
Memories of sun
Fading obliviously
Looking outward dark
Nervously stretching
Tensley vasoconstricted
Muscle and tendon
Knee jerk reaction
Kicking and thrashing non-stop
Craving more dope
Obsessing over
Symptoms unrelenting still
Focusing...
Hair-raising flashes and waves
Like winter breezes
Haunted yawns howling
Visionary eyes tearing
Decrepit visage
Memories of sun
Fading obliviously
Looking outward dark
Nervously stretching
Tensley vasoconstricted
Muscle and tendon
Knee jerk reaction
Kicking and thrashing non-stop
Craving more dope
Obsessing over
Symptoms unrelenting still
Focusing...
#addiction
#drugs
#haiku
#healing
#heroin
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Can't Stop...Dependent
Don't ever trust them
They stole cash from their child
Monkey's on their backs
They stole cash from their child
Monkey's on their backs
#addiction
#drugs
#father
#haiku
#mother
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The Power of Three
We watched the sun rise and fall
Three times
We kept odd hours back then
Partly from the blow, but mostly from the fear of being sober
I always liked dusk best; for the coming dawn horrified me
With it came regret
With it came pain
With it came the longing for something more
But as the slow hours passed
With drinks and laughs and darker cravings
We were happy
Better broken
Or so she claimed
She was right
Untill dusk came at last
Three times
We kept odd hours back then
Partly from the blow, but mostly from the fear of being sober
I always liked dusk best; for the coming dawn horrified me
With it came regret
With it came pain
With it came the longing for something more
But as the slow hours passed
With drinks and laughs and darker cravings
We were happy
Better broken
Or so she claimed
She was right
Untill dusk came at last
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#MentalHealth
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A Why In Every While
Ah, how high i am taken !
When i read about Nature
And then, terribly shaken
To read a poem of self-torture
How desperate, then i feel !
To know you are barely twenty
But the joys of life you kill
While your blessings grow plenty
Shall you some day wake up and see
Your life's been vainly wasted
Between drugs, flesh and fake poetry
Finally, alas! nothing sweetly tasted
You have the power to break the walls
No regrets of the bad life and past
When you give deaf ear to evil's calls ...
When i read about Nature
And then, terribly shaken
To read a poem of self-torture
How desperate, then i feel !
To know you are barely twenty
But the joys of life you kill
While your blessings grow plenty
Shall you some day wake up and see
Your life's been vainly wasted
Between drugs, flesh and fake poetry
Finally, alas! nothing sweetly tasted
You have the power to break the walls
No regrets of the bad life and past
When you give deaf ear to evil's calls ...
#BDSM
#money
#alcohol
#addiction
#consumerism
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(38) K-Town Vibez II-IX, MMXVI @ 8:59pm
My ash tray full of burnt cigarettes.
Early in the morning dealing with regrets.
Lungs burning from ripping bongs.
Heads banging, bumping gangster songs.
I’m under the influence in K-Town.
This is my life above ground.
These demons may have won this time.
I’ll deal with them after I finish this rhyme.
I need help for all the hell I raised.
My conscience stares back face to face.
My reflection portrays resentment.
My heart is dealing with the consequences.
Truthfully, I fear rehabilitation.
I don’t have any...
Early in the morning dealing with regrets.
Lungs burning from ripping bongs.
Heads banging, bumping gangster songs.
I’m under the influence in K-Town.
This is my life above ground.
These demons may have won this time.
I’ll deal with them after I finish this rhyme.
I need help for all the hell I raised.
My conscience stares back face to face.
My reflection portrays resentment.
My heart is dealing with the consequences.
Truthfully, I fear rehabilitation.
I don’t have any...
#addiction
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An addictive love story
"Tie me off sweetheart", she said.
Sure honey sweetie baby, I love to watch you vomit
Don't get any on my shoes
Oh fuck it, I'm so in love with you
I even love your puke
You have the cutest drool I've ever seen
I think you're the raddest junkie-musician-poet-visionary I've ever shared a needle with
It would be an honor to get a disease from you
I have herpes scars from the best of them
Let's look for a new vein for you
The others are so flat
WOW, you've really been around
I love a woman with experience.
Sure honey sweetie baby, I love to watch you vomit
Don't get any on my shoes
Oh fuck it, I'm so in love with you
I even love your puke
You have the cutest drool I've ever seen
I think you're the raddest junkie-musician-poet-visionary I've ever shared a needle with
It would be an honor to get a disease from you
I have herpes scars from the best of them
Let's look for a new vein for you
The others are so flat
WOW, you've really been around
I love a woman with experience.
#love
#drugs
#heroin
#lover
#addiction
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Addicted
I'll accept the love filled cards
The chocolate and the gorgeous gifts
All dressed up in pretty wrap
lovely ribbons all hanging down
Kisses in the dead of night
The embraces oh so tight
But there's one thing you
Actually should know
I'm addicted to romance
And that's the way I roll
The chocolate and the gorgeous gifts
All dressed up in pretty wrap
lovely ribbons all hanging down
Kisses in the dead of night
The embraces oh so tight
But there's one thing you
Actually should know
I'm addicted to romance
And that's the way I roll
#addiction
#passion
#Romanticism
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21 Comments
Eastside KC
Twang! Twang!
Tang!
Here it comes again;
Tang! Tang!
Twang!
Bullets across
the hood
from my balcony.
My son is
on heroine tonight.
Tang!
Here it comes again;
Tang! Tang!
Twang!
Bullets across
the hood
from my balcony.
My son is
on heroine tonight.
#drugs
#addiction
#culture
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Search and Rescue
Finding my fight again
Withdrawals from prone relapse
Is this more than an act or am I just killing time with words
Fleeting temptations flock in the murder of these crows
Resistance is not futile if we can outlast the birds
As thoughts fly by unnoticed
For all the things that no one knows
Harbor to these lies that size us up
Can our hearts break the mold of the cut we’ve been shoved into
Like a diamond lost for worth waiting to be excavated
Taking shape into something new
Jewelers authentication
Like gold refined by the...
Withdrawals from prone relapse
Is this more than an act or am I just killing time with words
Fleeting temptations flock in the murder of these crows
Resistance is not futile if we can outlast the birds
As thoughts fly by unnoticed
For all the things that no one knows
Harbor to these lies that size us up
Can our hearts break the mold of the cut we’ve been shoved into
Like a diamond lost for worth waiting to be excavated
Taking shape into something new
Jewelers authentication
Like gold refined by the...
#regret
#lust
#hope
#Christian
#addiction
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Vortex
Mesmerising whirlpool,
deceptively strong—
your power a source of
fascination and horror
in equal measure.
Time and again,
I've watched others swim—
some remaining on the periphery;
others venturing further in;
but most being drawn,
inexorably,
towards your axis
and their zenith,
or nadir,
depending on your viewpoint.
One thing I do know
is that the inward journey is swift;
spiralling ever faster, by definition,
while the journey out
requires patience, time
and determination.
Then,...
deceptively strong—
your power a source of
fascination and horror
in equal measure.
Time and again,
I've watched others swim—
some remaining on the periphery;
others venturing further in;
but most being drawn,
inexorably,
towards your axis
and their zenith,
or nadir,
depending on your viewpoint.
One thing I do know
is that the inward journey is swift;
spiralling ever faster, by definition,
while the journey out
requires patience, time
and determination.
Then,...
#addiction
#NaPoWriMo2024
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DU Poetry : Poems about Addiction